[Verse 1: Tilique]

You know hallow tips rhome in my streets /

Find the home into an innocent little kids dome /

Breached a little girl jumping rope until the white meets showing /

Made moves on crack houses /

Relaxed on couches /

Emptied out ounces /

Im never denouncing how the next mans living /

Supreme went to prisin /

Perhaps it’s the fact that sh** went bad around the time caddilac made jeep /

He told me to be on my jesse james / T

Wo sick Shooters and lyrics saddle rap /

I couldn’t handle the fact that I knew he was never gonna grow to be an old man /

He said the world is yours and the universe is ours /

And one day you’ll sleep with the stars and have a fleet of cars like birdman/

If you stick to movin words and never observe grams /

Grams and quarters /

So when Glocks pull I observe like Ted Koppel /

12th disciple /

Mossberg rifles in heaven /

My mind is a smart weapon /

Roc lo said he gon shine with a tech in the club /

Crip and blood color k-swiss /

Nip tuck lyrics that facelift ni**as in the cipher /

Dicypher decoder rings in your cereal box /

Im imperial like shots of loui the 13th /

My birth is my death that’s in sink with gods timing /

Im cool with this rhyming like Frankie lymon in my sinus /

Cece there’s no whining in my heart /

When the skies complexion Bacardi dark ill meet you /

And when I write, ill reach you / like satellites/

Turn your mike to a babies rattle /

Then I hand it to my sons when I’m done like