[Intro]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]

I done been a foot soldier, general, and a businessman

Show you how to make a hundred G's bein' a middle man

Unicorn, a street nigga who rap 'bout what he really did

Niggas talk but never slid, can't catch him, we get his friend

Niggas wake up smoke and fuck they bitch and play the internet

Telling y'all a different story, we know what it really is

Shame these niggas lame, live wit' they bitch and don't take care they kids

Hatin' don't еven phase me, I was trappin' gеtting shipments in

I just got the low from yo' lil' ho, I'm finna send 'em in

My lil' niggas Navy SEALs, I ain't need no label deal

I ain't make no money off my music, I got paper still

Why I can't quit takin' pills? Ease your mind when makin' kills

Opp niggas hear my voice and heard that noise, I know it gave 'em chills

Just a coach, you play the field, I motivate the streets for real

[Chorus]

Don't throw it up if you don't bang for it

Gang culture, started wit' my Bloods and take the blame for it, uh

Blood diamonds on me, I paid pain for it

Cold nights, bowls of ice, don't ask me what I'm paying for it

Ask bae, see, if I love you, you can know whatever

I sold my soul back in September, we gon' ball forever

I passed that load out to my niggas, we gon' ball forever

I made a promise not to play if we couldn't ball together

[Verse 2]

If I quit rap, I still got a whole house I can serve out

I'm the team captain, spinnin' for it, however it turn out

Waterboys hit all y'all whores, sweating this Perc out

I was really tryna get to know her first, but it ain't work out

Riding filthy with a clean blower, send you to the Lord

Devil calling, I don't hit ignore

I'm like what you doing, tryna score?

Just make sure you sure that you wanna do it

Only one of us gone make it out alive to tell the story

If we let you over here with us then you can never switch sides

Fat boy hit a drift slide, out the window lettin' that stick ride

I'ma give em all blues for you like we got Crip ties

He knew he was wrong, when I caught on, he tried to dick ride

Forty on the opp, we call him Shawn Kemp, uh

Feds pick up my folder, I ain't folding nigga, free Lil' Wem

Rappers can't compare theyself to me if they ain't sold a brick

I hung out windows comfy with that stick, it got a shoulder grip (Brr, brr)

[Chorus]

Don't throw it up if you don't bang for it

Gang culture, started with my Bloods and take the blame for it, uh

Blood diamonds on me, I paid pain for it

Cold nights, bowls of ice, don't ask me what I'm paying for it

Ain't no question, if I love you, you can know whatever

I sold my soul back in September, we gon' ball forever

I passed that load out to my niggas, we gon' ball forever

I made promise not to play if we couldn't ball together