Talk about it, make 'em talk about
Life to me is currency, prosperity, I got it
And your life to me is lifeless, like its livin' on life support
I license everything in my wallet, lightest boy with the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel park your ego, next to me and violence
Next to me is definitely no one, I'm one of one
And I musta won that from anybody who had it, or better yet forgot it
Mack in the back of a 'Lac, with a mac in the back of the 'Lac
With a latch on the back of the trunk
Hit a punk in the back with a pump, in the back, 'till he's off balance
And I'm back in the front of the front of the future when you are mentioning talent
And I'm in the back in the back of the block with a cop, wanna cop anybody's allowance
Iraq on the block, he watch for the block or whatever
And cut, no cut, more guns, more guts, fuck boy, you fucked up twice, you fuck, consider you drownin'
Die in a lake with a date with a catfish, back flip head first smilin'
C-cry in the face of Jesus, we just pray we keep on stylin'
On you bitches, TDE, YMCMB business, bitch