Talk two em
Talk two em
(Coughs)
Yeah
Kewl Cloud
I been grinding up a check like it's over time
Keep my foot upon they till I over shine
My kids ain't gone eat unless I go for mines
Keep a tool on the waist like I'm Overton
Had to cry sometimes
Nearly lost my mind
Had to cut them niggas off
Who wasn't down ride
Know them would double cross me
If I gave em time
Know the streets ain't got no love only homicide
Genocide
It's either him or I
Seeing thru these niggaa like a MRI
Watch blood when you getting paid
These niggas ain't got juice
Ain't no Minute Maid
When you in the A
Watch for hating niggas Who be throwing shade
It's all black n white like a newspaper
F*ck the small talk if the back end made
Came a long way from section 8
Remember powder milk n paper plates
Now my momma n my grandma straight
Skinny nigga but a heavy weight
PGE n FBL we straight
Trey keep a 30 but he 28
Neck so pure Peruvian flake
Hardest thang out no need to debate
Two shots to the face
Niggas die everyday
Imma grind to the grave
That's on big Nate
Talk to em....