I'm feelin' like Puff back in '98

Bad Boy here, boost the crime rate

My hand good but the nine great

F**k the law, n**a, crime pays

Can't tax dirty money

Thank the Lord for dirty money

M**I used to be dead broke

Now my bank full of dead folks

Get the Benjis for my brothers

Grants for the bills and the Jacksons to my mother

Momma love kept me so clean

And I got it with the dope fiends

Now I'm tryna get my dough clean

H**s scream when they get a glimpse of the whole team

In that Velour VLONE

A Nutcracker at the kingdom

"Work" banging on my ringtone

Whole team getting dough, she ain't even know

It's the year of that A$AP

N**s slept on us now it's time for that payback

It's mad stress round here

Got my bulletproof vest and my Tec round here

I just wanna get away

But I can't get away

It's like my back's against the wall

See a n**a want it all, run the game with my dogs

See they praying that I fall

Another mural on the wall, front page of the Source

A blood stain on the floor

Another black boy lost, left slain in the Porsche

Man, they killed my n**a Stack B

I'm yelling, free my n**a Max B

Man, they killed that boy Trayvon

I got the right to carry firearms

Bill of Rights, I know my s**t

Bunch of books and some loaded clips, tell the law, "Suck my dick"

Free my n**a S-1

And Remy too, for them 2? I'm a wreck, son

Light somethin', know a n**a stressed

Know a n**a blessed, gotta get this s**t up off my chest

F**k the rest, cause when sun is set

I'mma burnin' that then kill some clowns with my loaded Tec

Trigger happy, n**a nappy head peasy

M**r, be easy m**r, ha