Get gone and get with it
Hate it or love it
I can't even lie man

Sometimes I'm like f**k it

This should be addition
These niggas subtractin'

And why I'm so tense  man
I should be relaxin'

Remember times on the highway
With them ten

Done it all the best
Cause I've never seen the pen
Still do it for the streets cause
They taught that boy a lesson
You done it how I did it  man
They call that shit perfection

I'm from a small hood
But I had big dreams

My uncle Robert taught me
How to use the big beam

That was right
Before he caught his life sentences
Do what you gotta
Just put your life in it  (hey)
Me and Goldmouth in this jeep
We on the road
All I saw was red and blue lights
I thought he told

Butterflies as we going
Through this roadblock

Ask yourself questions like
(is this where my road stop)

I'm tryna be cool  this nigga nervous

He sweatin' like a two dollar
Whore in Sunday Service

Got at least two blocks of
Hard back in this bitch
Right now I'm thinkin'
We should've better packaged this shit
God works in mysterious ways
And yes He do
Said "Mister that's a nice Cherokee"
And they let us through
So  don't get to talkin' these records
I sold millions

3 5 off in Magic
I bought billions
Get gone and get with it
Hate it or love it
I can't even lie man
Sometimes I'm like f**k it
This should be addition
These niggas subtractin'

And why I'm so tense  man
I should be relaxin'

Remember times on the highway
With them ten
Done it all the best
Cause I've never seen the pen
Still do it for the streets cause
They taught that boy a lesson

You done it how I did it  man
They call that shit perfection

Hit my nigga up on the chirp
Said "What's the ticket "
24 extra 5

Nigga show you how to whip it
I'm getting cooking
Next to homies
They counting the cash man
What to do with the wrap
(Never put it in the trash can )
This shit is so deep
I'm talking so deep
I'm the king of the kitchen now
This is my sink
I'm the king of the kitchen
Nigga this is my stove
That's why I got my own lane
Bitch I made my own road
(That's right )
Now I'm movin' weight
Like a trainer and a diet
Used to put the work
In a bag and then I tie it

Flashbacks I can't deny
But you tell them police ass niggas
"Bitch I'm retired"

That's why I do it
For the ones in the street
Ones in the cage
All the shit I'm goin' through
I should be askin' for a raise

Don't get to talkin' this work
I made millions
3 5 off in Visions  I bought billions
Get gone and get with it

Hate it or love it
I can't even lie man
Sometimes I'm like f**k it
This should be addition
These niggas subtractin'
And why I'm so tense  man
I should be relaxin'
Remember times on the highway
With them ten
Done it all the best
Cause I've never seen the pen
Still do it for the streets cause
They taught that boy a lesson
You done it how I did it  man
They call that shit perfection