[Intro: Spike Spiegel, Faye Valentine, Rx Papi]

I've been seeing the past in one eye and the present in the other, never the whole picture

You never told me anything about yourself, so don’t tell me now

And now you’re leaving, just like that

Why do you have to go?

Where are you going? What are you going to do?

Just throw your life away like it was nothing?

I’m not going there to die, I’m going to find out if I’m really alive

On god, rrr

[Verse]

Grab that money rag and pull that cutter out the closet, nigga

It’s raw dog in that pot, what the fuck you doin'? You don’t need no soda, nigga

Auntie at thе side door knocking hard as hell, keep making it hot, need to let this bitch in

Cut on thе fan, my Perc' kicked in, the Glock go *Grr* when I stick the stick in

Put you in the ground like a bitch in Quicksand

Shooter off the bench with it, he my six men

Ever since a little boy I had big plans

Big ass pot, I'ma fill it with big grams

Snatch out your bust', I'ma hit it with cuz'

Switch the bag on they ass, I be fucking them up

Lil' cuz' bought a slab, say he doubling up

Roll a dead nigga, get high as fuck

Walk in the club, I feel like Skinny Me

Pull the Glock out my coat like Kenny B

No Bap, these niggas so cap

He got a Glock, but he ain't really on that

We'll cut throat ya'

Bitch, I’m Kojak with a dope slab

By my nuts, that's where the pole at

Shooter shoot like he from Utah

.308 send you to the gulag

Switch on it, I could hit you up

Cuz' got the load here in a U-Haul

You bought your Amiri’s with a coupon

I fucked your BM on a futon

Ghetto bitch ain't even take her shoes off

When you walk in here lock the door

I been in a raid, bitch, I'm paranoid

Selling slabs out the side window

Out the back, that's the two for five window

Brought your man like he can’t die with you

I seen this shit way before

Lil' cuz' said he gon' take the charge, I gave him a dub 'cause he played it raw

Kept money on the phone for every call

You wanna go to war? I'll take you to war

I feel like Tony by myself, Manolo was really in the way

All them bitches was fucking up his brain

First you get the money, then you get the power

I told gang "The world ours"

And it ain't no room for no other niggas

Jump out with that Drac' and crush the nigga

I feel like that Bone Crusher nigga

Broad daylight, dome check a nigga

Played the yard, phone checking niggas

Ain’t nun' but killers in my section

Popping Perc's, been dealing with depression

Shit can go left at any given second

I'm paranoid, I'm quick to get the weapon

Ain’t going for it, I told the bitch “Get to stepping”

Ay, lil' cuz', go to the store 'fore the bags getting low, we need more of these

It’s a fifty on the counter, keep the change

When I’m cooking dope I know he peeping game

I can make a call and put you in the game

With one phone call your life could change

Nigga ran off with petty change

Jump out the car with it and let it rain

[Outro]

On god