Intro Songtext
von AR‐AB

I eat with the niggas I starved with
They made it easy in this hard shit
Y′all hate the fact that I'm winnin′
Y'all tryna tally up my losses
I sat at tables with millionaires
I took trips with the bosses
Without a penny to my name on it
I just waited 'til they called me
Studied the streets like a textbook
I wasn′t worried ′bout the left hook
Because I rallied on my dab heavy
Ain't meet a nigga that can step to it
I was worthy of a king throne
That′s way before this rap shit
Them lil' niggas takin′ pop shots
I told Moss drop a bean on 'em
See, Dark Lo, that′s my right hand
You see murder? That's my fuckin' heart
I run my shit with an iron fist
All my niggas know it′s protocol


My nigga Goon brought a brick to me
The cornerstone to my empire
He told me, "Hustle like I breathe for it"
And you can kill me if you think I′m lyin'
My cousin Nai in the prison yard
He walkin′ heavy with a wack on him
I just left out the money mart
I had to go and drop a rack on him
See, Shady Black wanna kill somethin'
I told him, "Chill ′til the money come"
I rode around like thirty deep
And all them niggas is one of one
The city mine and they know it
It's purple slime in my soda
Cop killers in my FN
You drop a dime, I′ma smoke ya
It's residue in my vision when
My trap house got a brick in there
I got my shooters on salary
I pay 'em all two bricks a year
My city love me but the rappers hate me
They won′t tell you that I run the nation
They gon′ tell you not to fuck with me
They them niggas that congratulate me