It's too late in the game now Platinum-berg

We done came to far

All my soldiers

There's no turning back

March

Hey, yo, these cats don't be acting right

They don't be rapping tight

They holds out switch quick like a hermaphrodite

I'm ready kill the beat

Now we livin' in the afterlife

And whether black or white y'all feel the sacrifice

I'm moving past the ice

He crystal medallion, s**t faced, while in popping bottles like volumes

Drink by the gallon, and p**s on ya' album

And profile

Were two coke'd out Italians

These labels didn't sign me figure the loss

Now I got AnR's just to get at their boss

Settin' it up for now I'm letting them floss

But Imma stress it till I'm blue just to get it across

You dudes ain't worth a dime I work on my time

You try you try but just can't hurt my shine

I ride the beat till my brain gives birth to rhyme

Immaculate conceptions the first of its kind

You want a gangster movie, Let it out

You wanna roll with the real Get it now

You got fire, okay spit it out

I'm at the block with the bird

Yo we 'bout to get it now I thought

I told ya'll before I will not lose

I done came too far I paid my dues

I done seen it all I made my moves I will not stop

It's the return of the live cat yellin' them wisecracks

Makin' them lines then I'm breakin' them rhymesacks

Now hold up, wait, did he just say Rhymesacks

I'm on my grind, Hustlins' just where my minds at

Rewind that over again

Bang this in your Rove or Benz

Eh yo I told ya And Imma tell ya again

That I'm a soldier right until the end Takin' over

When the ink explode from my pen

Whether I'm sober or drunk off of Gin

Whether I'm loaded or broke with no ends

When it comes to h**s nothing's what I'm going to spend

I ain't shit talking, kriss poppin' or flossin'

Tryin' to get money like my last name's Rothman

So while you getting them dollars Just holla my demographic

It's simple everybody and they momma

You want a gangster movie

Let it out, you wanna roll with the real Get it now

You got fire, okay spit it out

I'm at the block with the bird Yo we 'bout to get it now

I thought I told ya'll before I will not lose

I done came too far I paid my dues

I done seen it all I made my moves I will not stop

Is that the best you can do

Huh, you sound cheap

Better play the background with the rest of the sheep

Ya'll look dumb all the same like livestock

Better off to drop Pop Country why not

But when it comes to rap you played out like high tops

You see ya'll follow I style while I set the trend

Ya'll talk and front while I get them ends

Ya'll fantasize while I hit the skins

And whoever's the king or the next of king

Have chicks hoppin' the border like Mexicans

Getting in line tryin to get blessed by him

They sense these other cats' it's b***h Like estrogen

Standing around, you tryin' to look hardcore

Only thing I don't get: What you're waiting for

You see all you get in life is all you take so

Imma grab everything and leave ya'll with the hate

You want a gangster movie Let it out

You wanna roll with the real Get it now

You got fire, okay spit it out

I'm at the block with the bird Yo we 'bout to get it now

I thought I told ya'll before I will not lose

I done came too far I paid my dues

I done seen it all I made my moves I will not stop