Y E L L O W B R I C K

That yellow brick road got me back home Five or six hoes, get my mack on How you tryna slide with no backbone? Know I fell off, but I'm back on Tapped in, like tapped phones Free Taxstone and Biggaveli out the slammer 96 Big, I'm Makaveli goin hammer Been that nigga since when Prince met Diana And Rocky met Rihanna, and Drizzy had them bitches on camera I had a girl I went to school with move out to Atlanta Way back when Nelly moved that Country Grammar And my country grandma told me, the way you spending, it's gon come in handy I'll probably never win a fucking Grammy Well, I guess I might How I'm gon take advice from a nigga that pay the price? My nigga that's on sight, when it's beef, it get ate with rice You ain't as nice, yo last rap was mid, but it saved yo life And God can give you second chances, better try and make it right It's day and night, yo niggas say it's light, but we play the hype You play with dykes, I got yo bottom bitch tryna stay the night I play my role and tell you where to go, like I'm playing Spike I'll beat yo ass, don't make me say it twice I know momma told me, boy you ain't gon live that wrong Feds told me, boy you ain't gon live that long On the eastside, I feel like sk1nandbonez On the westside, I put my niggas on If all dogs go to heaven, can I get a bone All this pain in my heart, I put it in this song Free C3 out the bing, send my nigga home That yellow brick road ain't always set in stone