[Verse]

Practice what the fuck you preachin'

Mr. Trip is at the office, bring more bucks to reach him

Shootin' from all over the court, time to adjust your defense (DTdaKidd)

My life's a movie, Christopher Wallace presents (Beat those drums)

The greatest show on the planet, get me some dough, then I vanish

My wife a ballerina how she tiptoe on that granite

Cold as marble floors, all I had was hope, I made it cross the road

Movin' like a motherfuckin' trucker, never lost a load

Lost a lot of friends and family too, but never lost my soul

All your dogs workin' with the laws, call 'em Paw Patrol

If it hit the fan, you gotta know I got an arsenal

And I'm spinnin' like a fork inside a pasta bowl

Niggas saw me next in line and ran to lock the door

Took all the furniture and piled it up to block the door

You look awfully suprised, well, so am I

My plan was to trap you all inside and set that bitch on fire

I love it when a plan comes together, young fella

I take the paper and cut it up forever, I'm a shreder

Cut it up and hand a piece to everyone that's with me

It costs a quarter brick to take my kids to Walt Disney

Probably wouldn't even be alive if I was kid-free

For them, my heart melts like a motherfuckin' grilled cheese

Still steppin' with the weapon like a drill team

Twelve tapes and countin', look at that, I'm on a killstreak

I say I'm sharper than a guillotine

And a funeral's the only time I rode in limousines

Anything worth havin' is worth the risk

Ain't nothin' more satisfyin' than kids unwrappin' gifts

I give more than I get, but I guess it's because I'm gifted

And I got nothin' listed on my wishlist

I don't believe in luck and I never been one to wish

But I just wish my son Creed could've met his uncle Rick

That's it

[Outro]

Word to Pif

Long live Pif

(I just wish my son Creed could've met his uncle Rick)

(DTdaKidd), yeah

(Beat those drums)