[Hook}:

If you standing in the way then you're blocking the vision

Don't got time to politic, I gotta feed these children

I ain't pressed over pussy, I got too many women

Lessons learned through the failures, I guess we always winnin'

Forgive me Lord for sinnin'

I dabbled in this and that I'm just racing bro to a million

Me and Ladiiee literally selling pies out the buildin'

Keepin' the people itchin', we spent hours in that kitchen nigga

[Verse]:

You don't know me

I ate with some Latin Kings and I worked out with the Homies

Knew Crips that was bout it bout it more than Master P and them

Middle finger to anybody that don't believe in him

So tired of niggas, it's getting quiet for niggas

No more single parent homes, it's time to father these niggas

I ain't gon hold you, if legit I'm supporting a nigga

And if we spread these black seeds, the whole world full of niggas

It's the, slight movement, the right movement, of course

For me to get it on

The fire from hell I found it warm

That's just an excerpt from Roda and if I ever approach ya

It's on respect first, pump ya breaks on gangster shit

I ain't tryna go back to jail, I really hate that shit

But if it ever come a time, where you try to come for mine

I know it's a jail cell that's still vacant, shit

And there's a coffin for you, but let's breathe life in this bitch

Like relief, when police turn and your life in the whip

Truck on full, extra protection for the blitz

Rather go it alone, ya passenger might be a snitch

Keep cool y'all only respect violence

But keep it close cause these nigga be wildn'

These niggas need a crash course on silence

They like to come around but everybody ain't solid

I adopt a couple brothers, none of us got some mothers

We just roamed the same streets, searching high and low for come ups

The bitches went to school, why wouldn't we have diplomas

And I smell this good, cause I'm just masking the aroma

Of the mary, uh, took her to the Marriott

She all natural, but I found her in The Body Shop

You can only die once, I'm just tryna live a lot

And I ain't asking for more I put my spoon right in the pot

And if

[Hook]:

If you standing in the way then you're blocking the vision

Don't got time to politic, I gotta feed these children

I ain't pressed over pussy, I got too many women

Lessons learned through the failures, I guess we always winnin'

Forgive me Lord for sinnin'

I dabbled in this and that I'm just racing bro to a million

Me and Ladiiee literally selling pies out the buildin'

Keepin' the people itchin', we spent hours in that kitchen nigga