[Verse]

There is no peace

I ride 'till there is no wheels

Till there is no streets

Like where is my peeps?

They dying in them cells or already dead

Or tryna kill themselves

I rep my niggas, I love my city

I feel myself and she feel my wealth

So it will not help, I gotta get me

That money like pussy and I gotta get deep

So I gotta get street cause it's riding on me

My niggas can't drive, I got riders with me

And nah I ain't in to that back and forth chit chat

As a matter fact I'mma end that...

Prone to destruction, home is corrupting

Stones in my dungies won't do the justice

Them hundred dollar zones is in abundance

Hustle on a mountain, hustle in a tundra

Get that money or don't function

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That's the way I have to make it

S to K, you better take it, idiots period

Bull shit, I pity it

Them guns shot so loud you would think I MIDI'd it

I shot more than once, I'm ab-libing it

Oh well you been in hell so what, I live in it

I'm giving it all, I got for them incentives

Riding for them benefits, if not, it's back to 10 a brick

I like 'em thin and thick

Really I like 'em thick, high yellow and shit

Weezy F Baby