[Hook]

As I look around the room full of souls

Some appear innocent, but don't be fooled

They break the code when you living rich

Cheese

[Verse 1]

He became a target once his tracks got in the local stores

Used to scream his name a lot, they called him mister vocal chords

They planned attacks still he ate them like herbivores

Once you get a name it just ain't the same

If you don't break them half of your profit, their feelings change

But when you're dead broke they're right with you, straight riders

The only thing that could bend ya man is the dollar, pause

They at your neck when you're popping collars

So don't get too preppy, it might get messy

Especially when you let your mans know your plan

They stab you in the back and give you dap with the same hand

For reasons that the world may never understand

They got a hold on your soul, you don't know the half

The Devil is a liar, stay away from polygraphs

If you don't wanna know the truth, your best friend be your worst enemy

So if you trying to make 'em your dawg, I recommend you check the pedigree

First, verse

[Hook]

As I look around the room full of souls

Some appear innocent, but don't be fooled

They break the code when you living rich

Cheese

[Verse 2]

You gotta be quick and catch the switch like this

It's a blurry night in BK, we on a mission to up the intuition

Each trying to eat from homes with empty kitchens

A pot to piss in was never given so we taking it from an apartment

And slowly the argument starting

Deciding on who should hold the gun, my homie Buns

He think he slick, he trying to run and go tell someone

We wait for the victim to leave, they go to the deli

Then we run in the crib, it's kind of dark, so it's looking like belly

All you hear is ''pop, pop, pop''

I grabs what I grabs

We all tripping, sniffing for the cash

It's going swell so far, then I had to stop

'Cause I heard sirens, yo, I think somebody called the cops

We tried to run, but they already stomping up the stairs

Through my right ear I hear ''y'all ain't going nowhere''

So now we rolling through the hood in a cop car

Kids from school thinking it's cool screaming out ''what's up, y'all?''

They get us to the station and called our mamas letting 'em know we was wildin'

But she just tell em' bring us to the island

And right before the officer tries to negotiate

He tell us if we tell the truth then he would get up out our face

He asked my homies first, guess what these suckers do

They tell him Astronomical's the leader of the crew

He got the weapons, he did the planning

And they smiling

While I'm miserable up in Rikers Island

And when I get out, yo, oh my God, I swear

The officer just gone have to give me another year

So what's the moral of the story, son?

Trust no one