You're a Wizard Harry! (Ayo) I got a pistol, and it's staying by me I got a lot of issues, so my death I'd anticipated highly That was me facilitating robberies, I'm like a hardware store I take a key and start making copies Kill me, it's gonna take a posse You thinking wisely, and I refuse to let you dudes patronize me I charge a hundred for an eighth of broccoli You heard about me, I got enough Greenhouses to play Monopoly Caught cases selling ye' in lobbies, few bitches I fucked Had ugly faces, but amazing bodies I'm frustrated when a hater by me I took my bank statements and made a diary That's great advisory, I ain't waiting till the label sign me I had illegal empires that probably generate the same as Ghazi's I remember playing on them side streets, and I built the brand with my brothers Like the Wayans and the Isleys I know you probably heard I gave them crumbs Then I made a run in rap, gave it back, and donated funds Provided jobs for my neighbors sons, built foundations to save the slums While talking about cocaine and guns My ex told me we don't date because I'm too self centered, I spent more time counting then making love A contractor, I could make a plug I contact it, with a load and a number sweeter than maple syrup That first million dollars gave me courage I'm Facetiming bosses, talking to the camera like I'm Katie Couric I can't hear you, my new Mercedes purring Ain't a day that I didn't earn or a favor a nigga ain't return I'm booked in cities, put work in them same towns Stepped on it, I came down with footwork, like I'm James Brown And don't mistake the shit that they say for the same styles These street politics for civilians, I break down I straddle lines of crack and rhymes, but this old school Lac of mines looks like I traveled back in time I shedded weight, my crew half the size Nigga, I built the band with my brothers, lie the Jackson Five Thoughts of matching us, then your plans absurd Could get you whacked before desert, get you tortured before the lamb is served I handle birds like Mike on the roof, I'm likely to shoot You understand my nerves, you would if you understood the depths of what Amber heard Judge slamming gavels, the verdicts guilty, watch man emerge Blood stained apparel, the furs is filthy, I damaged furs I ain't got no plan to splurge, time to hit the block I'm gonna slam the curb, you ain't built to withstand the purge Get you killed for some grams of herb Dirt cheap, first night home from prisons the worst sleep Violated the first week, yeah I was raised on these cursed streets On North and Torn, if you don't bump into the devil three times a day Then you walking with him How my wicked lawyer beat all them charges? I'm off regardless, got some bodies that's Decomposing in lost garages These crosshairs is how I cross my targets, live off the harvest with my band of brothers Like we was on the barges Duffel, Butcher, Trust