[Verse 1: Eto]

Button up niggas lettin’ they stomachs touch

Nothing much a bottle and a couple bucks

Been there done that, swam there swum back

Now feds hang my face at the station with the thumbtack

Before I caught a taste of the bread, I used to crumb snatch

The thought of my lady fuckin’ a crab had me run back

Older mice raising young rats, that’s a fun fact

Dope in rice razor cut crack, bags stuff sacks

My integrity is my church

The holy cleanse won’t work if they don’t speak in reverse

I compromise that, I’ll never meet what I’m worth

Niggas around the block could never set they feet on my turf

Take it down the way, prayed a thousand days, but they doubt the praise

I guess speaking wisdom gave me a scalp of greys

Oldhead I lay in it, I make my own bed

Set the hospital on fire, that’s code red

Code blue shut the respiratory

They talk about it but never read my story

Got me teaching the one sent before me

With the same speech they sent before me

Who let the lamb dress like wolf

What is he wearing, point him out left right hook

Then we flair him, end of the night men into mice

Sentence of life, bet on their stripes and they gotta wear em

Take a loss that’s what winners do

Niggas get they graves dug, I just be diggin’ through

He gotta wear it if he fit the shoe

You’re not longer a CI pigeon stool