nigga I know you wanna see me all feet broke, looking bad nigga Or dead in these streets, but you know what nigga It's fuck me, naw nigga it's fuck you
grib, it's time to shake it up Rappers and routines, that make bricks [Sticky Fingaz] And you couldn't make me forget about, where I came frome And
thought it be Found me searching for love and life?s remedy Money bought me cars, power and yachts I?m still distraught, got my stomach tangled in knots
In Elementary I never thought you'd end up in the penitentiary Readin these letters you've sendin me Sippin hennesey watchin my back for enemies They wanna see me
sleep I'm out [Verse Two: Tajai] We the fruits of rotten seeds, nowadays it's bout greed That's the policy, get from me, so I grab all I see And after
was with the O.G.'s on the block Curfew broke, but I was trying to stack me a knot With my nigga Raw-C, Nick and the T-Head Can't forget about the J2,
here buying hoes a meal Nigga that ain't the way a bitch supposed to feel I close the deal from the front door Fuck me right and suck me tight And you