[Intro:]

Man, fuck the conscience man

I can pay no bills with no motherfuckin conscience man

I sell more ganja for 10 dollars nigga

10 motherfuckin dollars nigga

You're fuckin bout no conscience nigga

Yay shit

[Verse 1:]

I used to be hyped for bitches with long hair

Til I found out it was weaves that they wear

I used to think mad of these niggas is so real

But they don't do shit when they homies get killed

Nigga we the killas, see me in chinchilla

See me guaranteed in your bitch if I fill er

A known drug dealer, foreign 4 wheelers

Your ho gotta be gay if she don't fuck with us

That's a fact, stay black, stay strapped

Huey P Newton and the P stand for pack

Keep it G nigga, I keep the keys nigga

And toss the shit out, main play Flea Flickr

Dope gang, swag out on propane

Aye blow my head off but I'm no Cobain

I do got the heavy metal on my hip

Meddle in my money and I'm scheduling your RIP

Motherfucker

[Verse 2:]

Fresh up out the crack spot

Dealing mad rock, block about to get hot

Play around and get shot

Really need the hip-hop, Glock like a white hook

Pound like the haymaker

Adding up this paper till its similar to Mayweathers

BSB we chase cheddar

Niggas get your face wet up

Brownsville rituals

Always keep it hardcore, give these streets encore

Selling crack on call, right up in yo building

Nigga I'm from Tilden, taking no prisoners

Any street sister, chop it down in Koshington

I ain't even playing Jack, roamin with your fuckin queen

Just cause I'm the fuckin king acing out your fuckin team

[Verse 3:]

Product of my environment

I could tell you I ain't getting money but you could take a look

There's no denying it

Keep your war stories, I ain't interested in buying it

I'd rather pay for the court for you to go and lye in it

If it ain't about big money then hold your thoughts

I'm too busy turnin this paper chase into a sport

Runnin laps around these lil niggas, no remorse

Fast break, 3 to 1, I'm pulling up half court

I'm like Jordan at the buzzer, Kobe at the line

LeBron through the lane, Reggie Miller at clutch time

Ballin on these niggas, I'm the rookie of the year

I'm fuckin the first night, you've been chasin all year

It's the YSL smellin, hard and I'm sagging

Pornstar swag, my life sponsored by Magnum

Fuck em then I pass em, I'm leading them in assissts

Pick em then I roll one, I'm pleasing yo bitch

Sit next to the bench like I play for the Knicks

But the logo on the fitted reads New York bricks

Usually lay back, chillin on some New York shit

But I flip in a minute nigga, New York quick bitch