You Are Who You Eat with, Pt. II

Verse 1 (OT The Real)

I never had a job that could tell me I'm fired

But Green Lantern just called me to tell me I'm fire

This gas I got it for the low but it's getting me higher

Free Miz, we flood your city with Lizzy McGuire

Put some stripes on your jacket son, you gotta wear it

And if your gains come with pain then you gotta bear it

You'll probably air it outta fear and wake up crying shackled

23 and 1 a rapist walk by and smack you

You get no respect, wanted to be a dope connect

We don't let the fuck shit go here, no Tourette's

Home is set, I took my advance and bought coke and meth

Smoked the best, keep my head straight like we on shoulder sets

You ain't gotta say you're next when everyone knows you next

My man asked to hold a check, all he really knows is wreck

I can't front him too much work, he'll fuck the money up

I don't like commitments, tell the Distro this a one and done

My homies ask me how does it feel

I came up off giving game like Wallo and Gill

The Feds came, homie swallowed his pills

I guess he thought they was real

He was a killer, but that's how he got killed

Verse 2 (OT The Real)

I play in the danger zone, slinging stones

I got friends who might never make it home

D-E-A stop you for no reason, take your phone

Drive away you praying Apple doesn't help em break your code

But they never do, I came up scraping residue

Put it in a sandwich bag and flip it for some better food

Brodie made a move, I peeped his move and made a better move

Stash house security bypasses the electrical

Everything's metrical

125, 250, 500, 1000 it's inevitable

Nas had his gun on the dresser, I got a dresser full

Cause getting caught sleeping at this point is unacceptable

I get the traffic whamming, G-P-S tracker jamming

Fish scale package mailing, shorty said she'll have the salmon

You fucked ya neighbor's B-M, you broke the Last Commandment