Faded in the back of the whip

While I slide and I slip

While we dip

Homie dip

Think I see some 5-0

This is just survival

Death to all my rivals

Money what i strive for

Money I'm a get

I ain't tryin' to count less I'm countin' up a check

But I always break bread

Even when I'm in debt

Papers just paper in the grave

Dont matter what you save

Respect honor praise

What I ask for

Cover up my grave with some asphalt

Never been one to be bashful

But I need my gold to give Charon

Kick rocks with a fresh pair on

Pair on

Faded in the back of the whip

While I slide and I slip

While we dip

Homie dip

Think I see some 5-0

Insticts they be primal

Tweakin like its finals

Stories what my minds on

Stories ima get

I ain't tryina rush less its russian roulette

And I always place bets

Even if its my head

Fames only fame to a peasant

If my names ever present

Dont that make a legend?

Talk about me

Like I killed the Jabberwhacky

End a war like Nagasaki

I just dropped a bomb on em

Maybe they'll remember me now

I think i see few giants

Yeah my heads in the clouds

Legs on the ground

I can never come down

Even if it my plans

Jump and I slam

Catch me if you can

But I runaway quick like the gingerbread man

Faded in the back of the whip

While I slide and I slip

While we dip

Homie dip

Think I see some 5-0

This is just survival

Death to all my rivals

Money what i strive for

Money I'm a get

I ain't tryina run less im runnin from feds

And I'll always smoke cess

Even if its in death

Faded in the back of the whip

While i slide and i slip

While we dip

Homie dip

Dip

Dip Homie Dip

Faded in the back of the whip

While we dip