(Yeah) I'm gonna double down on going back again I'm slidin' down Indian school and I'm chuckin' up a duce In that black on black thing bumpin' track number 2 You know that deep cover album with the essence of snoop With the production from the doc so you know its the truth I'm from the Westside They known to let them techs fly I gotta it sewn from Trevor Browne to best buy Yeah, there's nothing they can do with me In fact around here I'm a staple in my community Shoosh You succa niggas can't move it G Move with me I've been getting paper since puberty Yeah, ain't none of you fuckers cool as me I've been running since the junior leagues nigga Big LR ring middle finger to the mutherfuckers Beggin' for favors they haters They just was undercover (I know) I hear them pillow talkin' when they undercovers Ain't nothing new with coming thru they just another succa (fuck um) Ain't no worries I laugh till I'm burried in grass With my dirt and the stash I'm like Curry Kirby and Cash Tell them workers to hurry them bags Another big heist I'll Lee Murray they ass Fed cases in progress y'all placed in the closets Keep your jewels at the jewler mula in safety deposits We're from weight in the projects to now waiting your process Snitches like bitches be itching they just waiting to gossip When your a boss there's a cost because your taking a profit (I know) Cause when the law sense a loss you are paying the prophet (I know) By making it solid is what it can get ya Kisses on both cheeks knee to the ring nigga Them ebo Jackson's with criminals got us e finessin' Shots to they chest got em breathing special ethos sweatsuits Keep it professional a couple meals for my niece and nephew Gun in the store like man or woman pick either or wrestle Pistol right under my boxers and it peeking at you Shot him on his yacht and rocked his boat like a Aaliyah classic He Muslim but he smoke it had me at a theme to Nasir I felt like meth in belly the moment he seen the Nebraska The ghosts I know ain't from me I ain't never speak to Casper Don't panic the sight of blood will have you breathing faster Jam Master Jay tracksuit Adidas matching I hope I reunite with gang the day the reaper grab me Stains and holes in my tee shirt plus my sneakers ashy These niggas rapping making work sound really tragic It's really savage really caskets let it off and trash it Never stash it at the body niggas never had it, promise