THE PREAMBLE

Stacking up my pack in my back-pack mama never thought her son would rap now he wraps more cones than the dope dealer kush cologne, I've got big cajones chopping this verses like a chinchilla been ill'a damn boy he's a serial killer high as f**k you goan need a pillar before you reach'a turned a Q to an Ounce young niggas we bounce it's a fly boy talking leave you young boys choking my nigga we sliding if it ain't about the money please don't call me nigga am back on my flow shid so serious, leaving cramps when I flow I see you niggas out here looking so curious shid is furious but man I'm moving slow no joke I'm woke traded this sleep for slips can't afford to be broke nigga I'm getting paid daily you know we making this daily paper we making this daily paper boy I stay right on my grind my money fine shid longer than all of my slimes I got no time if it ain't about the money, don't call my line my whole slime tougher than the De-clan stuck in a can I'm a black bullet the black sheep of the family come f**k wimme no mother fucker can f*ck wimme you can't f*ck wimme f**k your agility, we leave you niggas shaking we never breaking shid is so tinted you'll never see us coming got me a fine bitch with her ass thick shawty so sleek with'a warm water white ink bring it back on stacking more paper than my rap lines always on time before the last man though I'm still standing, no Viagra but the bank account is erected I'm still tapped in my boys strapped in no cap'in I'm still tapped in doing this shid for life in it for life for real real rap no cap