Текст песни
Nose bleeds on the Carti's and these ain't no hollow chains
A warrior ready for Luther letting the bottle bang
A brolic monster, young Tuco Salamanca
Bumping Mach Hommy in a Boxster eating a plate of Rasta Pasta
Back when Baby was riding Yokohama's, I was in a Mazda
With a chopper ready to die for my honor that's on my momma
Don't promote the drama but if its my life of yours betta find ya sword
Because my mind was designed for wars
Built tough but I aint driving a Ford
Dangerous and got "Rhymes Galore"
Salute Busta Rhymes for providing doors
No time for whores as my mind matures, call it evolution
Pray my brain is the only weapon shooting
Ain't no muting me, I'm the definition of mutiny
Hugo Stiglits, Inglorious Bastards came recruiting me, see
Even the beat agree ain't no defeating me
I keep it G, and a safe key with the legal fee
See my itinerary, chasing greatness and getting paper
Gods Favorite I don't need a favor
A Heart of gold but I'm cold even you bringing danger
They want samples of my soul like Anita Baker
Caught up in the rapture, street niggas and rappers
My book of life was a fight I'm just reading chapters
Angel please protect us don't like the demons grab us
Giving you the best that i got that's the only thing that matters
Molded in the mud with brimstones, a cleansed soul
Karma collect debts tenfold stay ten toes
Bullets don't care you in the gym swole
Life hit you like Debow when that brick thrown
Hopefully that hits home
Diamonds like Nicky wife with the French roll
Hustle like Righteous Gemstones
Whatever it takes to keep the kids clothe
No rap shows and some friends trolled
Now we cross the globe
Unfortunately that left my heart with holes
The darkest road alone I still chased my goals
Hard work with the poems and now I stay draped in gold
Cold as glazier, you hater I return the favor
From the fast lane where we flirt with danger alert the neighbors
Nothing can stop me now, the theme music from Perfect Strangers
A poor life basically the reason I'm earning paper
A season threat like mosquitoes in the summertime
Think twice before you come for mines
See my itinerary, chasing greatness and getting paper
Gods Favorite I don't need a favor
A Heart of gold but I'm cold even you bringing danger
They want samples of my soul like Anita Baker
Caught up in the rapture, street niggas and rappers
My book of life was a fight I'm just reading chapters
Angel please protect us don't like the demons grab us
Giving you the best that i got that's the only thing that matters