[Hook]

One hand on the clutch, life in the fast lane

Money ain’t nothing if it can’t come the fast way

Chronic, chronic, chronic, roaches in my ashtray

It’s that presidential shit, welcome to my campaign

To my campaign, to my campaign

Same lifestyle, ain’t a damn thing's changed

To my campaign, welcome to my campaign

Same old lifestyle, ain’t a thing's changed

[B.o.B.]

I say my mixtape's better than your album

How come? Really, you were better off without one

Sideline haters, they can’t tolerate the outcome

You're the runner-up type, me they cannot outrun

Sit your whack-ass down, calm the fuck down some

Take a fucking Valium, now DJ crank the volume

Tell her like

"Keep your head steady I’m about done"

Passed out, please don’t wake me up until the ounce comes

I’m in the hood like an Obama sticker

I’m from the hood, you're a neighborhood watch nigga

I'll fall through with a "made you look", watch nigga

Pissing niggas off like swastikas

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[Playboy Tre]

I'm campaigning with my Ace, he just beat a case

So we've got liquor by the crates, yelling "fuck the state"

I guess that you can say it’s fate

That we made it from the bottom of the bottom

Where somebody's always shooting, but don’t nobody know we shot ‘em

I just pray the angels got him, I hope the Lord embrace him

I swear to y'all, the streets are Hell

That’s why I call my pistol Satan

If we don’t make it then it’s back to doing Devilish things

Now tell that freak to drop it lower than her self esteem

Death to my opponents, this is my crowning moment

The life we livin' can't be rented boy, you gotta own it

I’m feelin lethal, sipping Brandy, that Moesha

You saw that buzz uppercut, that's how the flow will treat ya

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