[Hook: Charlie Ray]

Anybody in it for the money and the fame will forever be a slave to the coffin

But we go hard to the finish, in the jaws like a dentist, if they got some shit to say it'll cost 'em

Pull ya card for the fuckery, we can start with the cutlery, might have to take ya brain from ya noggin

You'll never see the light of day if you cross 'em, then you better proceed with caution, whoa-oh

[Verse 1: C-Mob]

You can tell I might blast

Proceed like you see them yellow lights flash

I can hit a fella quite fast

Been a monster from the jump like Killa Mike's past

And I pledge allegiance to the grind

Independently without a need that I get signed

Frequently I climb, like a beacon I can shine

If I'm seeking I can find, please, believe that I get mine

Proceed with caution, no need for talkin'

You don't wanna catch that fade by my homies who bossin'

They blow trees with no seeds be ODing often

You know me, my flow's G from slow speed to choppin'

And we'll still paint ya blood across canvas

Caution, like it's South Central Los Scandalous

Make sure you're ten toes touch ground

If they don't you should slow the fuck down

So you better take caution

[Verse 2: Gonzoe]

Yeah, money is the motive, the quota is in the billions

The plan is to the buildin', the suckers'll never feel us

This something like, the bullet that killed Quillish a brain hemorrhage

The same nigga regime life screaming strange business

They bang with us banana clips out the Range window

Dismantle niggas with the candle like a train hit you

The thick flick of ya wig down to ya knick-inkers

You bitch nigga we different I'm on my sixth digit

Listen, here's a salute to the coalition

Who coincide with the killas bringing us more livin'

It's more life we fore fright with no permission

I throw a clip through ya car, nigga we so malicious

Sober living I'm pouring liquor is more killin'

Ya whole team is cremated, god-willin'

The cremator, my team made it, extreme paper

Niggas they dumb hated you can see the beam razors, bitch

[Hook: Charlie Ray]

Anybody in it for the money and the fame will forever be a slave to the coffin

But we go hard to the finish, in the jaws like a dentist, if they got some shit to say it'll cost 'em

Pull ya card for the fuckery, we can start with the cutlery, might have to take ya brain from ya noggin

You'll never see the light of day if you cross 'em, then you better proceed with caution, whoa-oh

[Verse 3: Trizz]

Hop out and I spark, hop in it's all dark tips

Just got this bitch cleaned so I'm cautious where I park it

Weed on loud so foul like you farted (Bitch)

Ask around the town and they'll tell you who's the hardest

They'll tell you who's garbage and who's really not an artist

My track record good where I go, bitch regardless

Tour after tour call game from the smartest

You niggas are retarted consider yourself a target

Situations get risky, nigga don't tempt me

I don't run from nobody I'm ready to get busy

Ready to get silly, ready to get iffy

You dressed to impress as long as a nigga spiffy

Holla if you with me, I carry the ting with me

The same niggas diss me the same niggas that hit me (Fuck)

I'm dead to you niggas, I pray and hope you forgive me

Now the shit has taken off and they threaten to come and get me

[Verse 4: Charlie Ray]

Show no remorse, tie ya head to my horse

Attack like the point of attack, leave whoever divorced

Call the reverend, we sever this irrelevant whores

No disrespect but fuck a check come for ya neck and absorb

They don't slept on the force

Till they forced an awakening, we don't peck on the doors

We kick 'em in and give chase, but them niggas exit of course

We let 'em run for that haven till every breath is a chore

You see it's all for the taking as liquor exits my pores

And chronic enters my lungs

I clear my mind for my kids and try my best to be fun

I got no time to be stressed but I gotta check for my funds

Unlike those individuals who gave no effort and won

This game is cold as can be, don't speak just go for the guns

And throw ya guts in the garbage, like they opened a blunt

Unless you rolling with us, don't try to come from the mouth

Give a fuck what it's 'bout, head to the duffel and bounce, brain

[Hook: Charlie Ray]

Anybody in it for the money and the fame will forever be a slave to the coffin

But we go hard to the finish, in the jaws like a dentist, if they got some shit to say it'll cost 'em

Pull ya card for the fuckery, we can start with the cutlery, might have to take ya brain from ya noggin

You'll never see the light of day if you cross 'em, then you better proceed with caution, whoa-oh