Sound Bwoy Buriell

Bless

Okay see I'm living, like I'm back at KD crib and everything nice

Just like the AD libs, I seen Smif-n-Wessun

I was back in JD crib, was more excited seeing 50 pounds at AD crib

No disrespect to the Cocoa Brovaz

The fame is cool, but the money make me loco brother

See I'm smooth, but still shine like cocoa butter

And since "Breathe" I had the game in a chokehold brother

Yeah, rest in peace, shout to Eric Garner

You come at us, we coming back at you, I swear it's karma

I'll be back -- Terminator, Sarah Connor

The Ghost black, the leather seats is Ferragamo

The top chrome, I'm just a knight in shining armor

As soon as it get late I'm tryna find a yawner

A shawty with her mouth wide, let her do the honors

You might see me in the field, tryna do my farmer

Looking for a ho, just being a gardener

In the club I play spades, just me and my partner

Y'all reneging, ya'll be playing it wrong

Overbiddin', ya'll ain't got what you say in them songs

So it's us against them, from now and going forward

The homie said he got the four, I guess we're going bored

I call it like I see it, I never do possibles

I dodged a few bullets, got over some obstacles

Bailed out of jails, checked out of hospitals

I was in the house for dope, now I'm in the House of Blues

Rest in Peace to Dae-Dae

I'm money on Fridays, the freestyles is payday

When it drop, Mayday, another murder verse

I can't stop the wave, all you can do is learn to surf

Some of these fuckboys need a lesson on manners

Talking about your baby, joking on Nana

They wouldn't say jack when I was holdin' on hammers

Flippin' white squares, I'm talkin' blonde Vanna

Stack bundles of the Montana

We miss Stacks, shout out to Montana

Rest in peace to Chinx

We used to dead you on your chain, rest in peace your link

Or mix it with the soda, not the recipe for drink

I mean the recipe for white, not the recipe for pink, uh

RIP Pimp C, top dollar and bottom bitches all a pimp see

Salute the Underground Kingz, you're gone but not forgotten

I feel ya'll niggas watchin'

Listen, the bargainin's outta the question

Niggas inquirin' about robbin' me, that's not a suggestion

Only thing they ever took from me was advice

Cool as I'm is, you don't need no ice

The Rollie clean, gold plated

With Goldie around, all the hoes hated

Cause his mack game serious

Disrespectful like Eddie Murphy in Delirious

You can tell I'm gettin' money

Cause nowadays even my corny jokes is funny

Bitches keep smilin' even when you insult 'em

Cause the kid keep stylin' like Groovey Lew helped 'em

I gave 'em a reason to be hatin' 'em

Copped the whole Dungaree table in the Atrium

Red monkey, all blue bloodin' 'em

Ed Hardy, short-sleeved, rhinestone stuntin' 'em

Niggas actin' like they ain't respectin' my name

A polo rockstar wild it out and choke 'em with the chain

They say violence ain't never solve nothin'

But a asshole is runnin' around frontin'

And I'm backin', you do the math

You don't deserve a whole clip, I leave you with half

Rest in peace to all the fallen soldiers

Light one up for 'em

Pour something up for 'em

I see you King

We miss you niggas man...