Uh, uh, check it out,
that's 2 -8 -1 -3 -3 -0 8 -0 -0 flow, I'm candy painted wood
Grain swinging, color match the flow
Before the rapping,
I got a crack and I had to get a buzz
I drop the top like it's a
thousand unreleased dubs
I want the bread and the paper,
my master's in my pub
Let's talk these numbers,
quotes and quotas all of the above
Why you hatin', bitch,
you standing outside
Still off in Dover and yo shit,
I'm smokin' Gary the Glove
Shorty cute and kinda thick,
told her give me a hug
She like that down south
gangsta gentleman thug
Sell a P and get it back,
I know plenty of plugs
The path is narrow when you thuggin'
and sellin' them drugs
Sat on the planet, manifested,
became who I was
And watched the whole world blow
Let's get right back to the dough
Now I'm rich, used to be poor
Somethin' bout your fuckin' aura,
how it shine when it glow
Promote peace around them folks,
example and I ain't spoke
Just a young ghetto messiah
who be preaching with his quotes
You can just call me a goat,
Big Bang Kamehameha
My shorty call me playa,
I should probably run for mayor
Nothing left to say but,
peace, love, light, and dope
Damn it feel amazing
once you start cracking them
codes I'm sold
They know I'm on, they know I'm on
They know a nigga on
They know I'm on,
gettin' all this dope
They know a n***a on,
they know I'm on,
gettin' all this dope
They know a n***a on,
they know I'm on,
gettin' all this dope
They know a n***a on,
they know I'm on,
gettin' all this dope
They know a n***a on,
they know I'm on,
They know a n***a old,
they know I'm old