And we just do it naturally, we never like really plan Just like yo bruh, you know, I got this line He's like aight, aight, I got this line (hundred percent) And before you know, we got a whole record, you know what I'm sayin'? It was never like playing the first bit to go back and forth But naturally we come up with that shit We turn into one motherfucker when we go in there Huh, when I was young, moms made us read Psalms and Proverbs Now I only say a prayer 'fore I buy birds I was right out after time served Steady hand while that nine stir, most hustlers got calm nerves These niggas follow me like wise words I gave bags with strings attached like dry herbs (ah) Shootouts entertainment and crime merged It's hard to describe terms, I can't explain it with kind words And I'm a monster, the apex type Spend five of your paychecks with a AMEX swipe Bitches ain't shit, so I live a safe sex life My next kid, I'm gonna get a DNA test twice, huh Uh, I only talk in body language, y'all's be verbal A boss can read the room like the Wall Street Journal All I needed was a small referral Now I got a doomsday two million cash burried stashed in a four-feet barrel Where the hunters? Round them up We ran through this town enough Tell the hood I'm comin' back Plug that money counter up I was down, but now I'm up Was just a diamond in the rough You know grindin' is a must Let's plug that money counter up Yeah, now if you see me with a bitch, then this my newest one And she don't get shit, but dick and chewin' gum If I put a flame to it, it melt quick as aluminum You trip and land on a brick, you wouldn't know what to do with one Huh, and y'all know what my music done Help him navigate through the slum, show him how to get to and from Huh, 'cause I was on the foolish run And realized a Black lawyer is just as good as the Jewish one Uh, and the jealous friend is a foolish one In prison for months, settled in like a monk, a Buddhist one He moved tongues, but dude was dumb Went from pies to a crumb, you can't give shit to a bum They should have cut off Judas' tongue No keys or combinations to the safe, gotta use a thumb So much work in that motel, we buyin' out the floors And if the trunk ain't big enough, then we gonna hollow out the doors, ah Where the hunters? Round them up We ran through this town enough Tell the hood I'm comin' back Plug that money counter up I was down, but now I'm up Was just a diamond in the rough You know grindin' is a must Let's plug that money counter up