Situations

This is a word to the wise never sleep where you shit at

The ghetto keep a red at watch who you spit at

The enemy said fuck peace and serenity

I keep a tight family like the Kennedys

Streets take virginity with long nights of Hennessey and obscenities

The coco kept a lot loco but never made me loco

Everything's legit but my eyes on the po-po

A vet in this game you young niggas trying to go pro

Rep it like a lawyer this ones pro bono

To most that's a no no

No gimmicks classy hoes flashy clothes

Cursive logos strictly solos

Tim boots and polos play the low low

And take you rap niggas out like a promo

To my man Edo G hip hop devotion

Peace to my guns to those who stack ones

Underground new shit get dough to spit son

(It's funny how money changes situations)

I'm a be around when there ain't no snipes or stick is left

You can meet a quicker death talking shit with your liquor breath

False courage I don't encourage

We can go head up on pay per view with live coverage

You rap cats is programmed like a outreach

Club thugs want to ball I got your mouth piece

Riding scooters down in South Beach

Keep it jingling while haters freezing in New England

I'd rather know a thousand millionaires

Than a million hundredaires

I know dogs doing a hundred years

I'm a savage like Fred without the wonder years

And it's my last resort when the gun appears

It's a blessing being above ground

Throwing bombs for touchdown as soon as I touch down

A lot of dogs is bloodhounds

But Edo G going to hit you when I bust down

To my man Edo G hip hop devotion

Peace to my guns to those who stack ones

Underground new shit get dough to spit son

(It's funny how money changes situations)

It ain't about how you flow it's about who you know

And who going to get behind you with dough to make you blow

I'm a show you pay you niggas back like I owe you