[Verse 1: Street Light]

I left church flying faster than my older days

Like a chiropractor is back to work with that cocaine

Fresh man in my red shirt they know I don't play

Opportunities, I never pass I run the whole game

But as I'm speeding up back to my region

I called an assassin to my former master, he pledged his allegiance

Click clacked into his beak hit the gas and I'm leaving

Every single one of them in caskets and since he's asking for beef...

[Verse 2: Lowbudget]

Your eagerness was admired, took you in and made you my squire

And as you became wiser with the knowledge of an insider

Eventually your fire was similar to mine when I rised up

And you devised a disguise to hide your true desire

The size of your eyes is wider than the piece of the pie I sliced up

You rather just pick that knife up

And stab me in the back for my cut

But my empire wasn't comprised of me being a compromiser

That's the last lesson you'll realize before you life's up

[Interlude]

[Verse 3: Street Light]

Off of that freeway, upon hitting the exit

I started addressing every goon that I knew I had messed with

Check it, bring this dude back to me

And after he's in my possession

I'll have a fee that's ready for your collection

[Verse 4: Lowbudget]

Accelerator I'm pressing, harder to reach my desti-nation

Couldn't save 'em from the rage all I caged for attempting

To step beyond my rage with his foolish intention

He'll soon find out that what he's looking forward to

Is the wrong direction

[Verse 5: Street Light]

Yo robbie, what we rockin wit', .45s locked in clips

In boxes wit' rockets and similar objects, semis and auto

Depending on which auto we driving in

N' every ride I'm tightening the suspension and wheel alignment

[Verse 6: Lowbudget]

Co-signment that I provided against the advisement of wise men

The anger is blinding, can't even see past my own eyelids

Silence and violence combine which are demise in my iris

As the barrel spins and the whines a tie that binds us

[Verse 7: Street Light]

I get the call, he's been spotted near Johnson Boulevard

In a tan caddy with the white walls

[Verse 8: Lowbudget]

Can't find this dude at all, is he alive, or did he fall

He probably hiding somewhere cause he ain't got no balls

[Verse 9: Street Light]

My glass tinted, his goon in that Mazda missed it

I'm camping out across the street from where the target sits in

Sendin' shots to his body, I'm not even missing

My precision properly compliments the honesty I've been given

Probably headed for prison, but honestly

I cannot be bothered with these problems that cause me admission