Yeah, yo, yeah, uh
Lord forgive me, pour the Henny
Punish many, my word bond
Not James Bond, the money penny
Talk friendly or the desi make confetti
In the cut like machete till I'm ready
QB baby, we rise to the occasion
Didn't know niggas this soon to be awakened
Out they sleep with the truth in they faces
Yelling "Fuck the world", I'm out here making new races
Middle finger to a racist
Hear 'em out, tell a coward take ten paces
Limestone over the body, no traces
Just the basics, the other way, fake shit
Stay gripped
Life my main bitch, protect that
Tell you what it is, just that you ain't got a guess rap
Everything a lesson to a fool is a setback
Shorty love my style, guess where she keep her legs wrapped, nigga (Yeah)
Middle finger to our enemies
I'ma hold it down even if I catch a felony
Yeah, open season, open sesame
Anybody violate, gotta give 'em all the best of me
Doing shit that I wouldn't ordinarily
I'm laid back, till they came back with that jealousy
But this music is my therapy
Y'all niggas lucky 'cause I make you all memories
Writing in my nocturnal journal, to a dark beat
On a cold dark night, I came up with these
Four hundred words that best describe me
In my lifestyle, I'm not like you, I'm unique
In the twilight, I shine bright and get my mind right
I was born under the full moon
And I'll die staring up at the cosmos
Laid out, till my heart come to a stop, and then my eyes close
I lived a full life, don't cry for me
Areal life, king of New York, the top of the heap
I did songs with Mary J. Blige, my nigga
Mariah Carey, Big Pun, and Nas, my nigga
I did tours with Biggie Smalls, my nigga
Eminem, 50 Cent, I did it all, my nigga
The shows, the hotels and the after parties
When that sun goes down, yeah, the moon shine for me, cuz (Yeah)
Middle finger to our enemies
I'ma hold it down even if I catch a felony
Yeah, open season, open sesame
Anybody violate, gotta give 'em all the best of me
Doing shit that I wouldn't ordinarily
I'm laid back, till they came back with that jealousy
But this music is my therapy
Y'all niggas lucky 'cause I make you all memories
You could be bored to death or either die laughing
Both while you still livin'
Hopeful in high fashion
Talk what I been through in life, what I encountered
It's sorta like blowin' a trumpet, makin' announcements
A sermon that's disturbing to a serpent
A blessing to anyone in attendance, as soon as you hear the verbiage
I miss to throw your frame in the stretcher if you deserve it
Reverse prophetic, I saw your truth hittin' in verses
Whatever come out of Satan's mouth is a lie perverted
It's hell out here, so keep God close on purpose
Life is a small hill to a mountain climber
I'm a ten-time champion, real-life survivor
I've been on the ropes a few times
Probably been almost smoked a few times
But everything will evolve at due time (Due time)
I know the descending is not the end
Just some new beginnings for P, we pour out some hen (Yeah)
We miss you
Middle finger to our enemies
I'ma hold it down even if I catch a felony
Yeah, open season, open sesame
Anybody violate, gotta give 'em all the best of me
Doing shit that I wouldn't ordinarily
I'm laid back, till they came back with that jealousy
But this music is my therapy
Y'all niggas lucky 'cause I make you all memories
