[Intro]
Heatmakerz, Crack Music
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
Capo!
We lick shots at the oppers
Spit curse words at [?] coppers
Jets to Miami, shit, we land [?]
Catch me on [?] Lambo with a chopper
Keep lawyers, keep lawyers for the unexpected
They don't like it, but they gon' respect it
We got techs, so we gon' protect it
I brought the Roley [?] left it naked
Was too much water on my fucking necklace
Get me a foreign, I get fucking wreckless
I bought [?], and take it off the checklist
5 in thе morning, tryna order breakfast
Chanel bag for thе misses
Shit done changed, when we was backing up on dishes
2 straws, one razan, scraping grandma plates
Might catch me in a royal with them M.I. plates
Hundred G's on my chest, I don't need [?]
[?] running from the D's, hopping out the back of vans
[Verse 2: Axel Leon]
[?] questioning where the automn go
I been next, stash big heads like toadem poles
[?] like windex, niggas wanna be friends now
But I won't even play this time around, like I'm [?]
This for everytime them niggas said that I missed my calling
When I couldn't aford the shit I saw [?]
Before they knew my name, when they was calling me so and so
Before they point they fingers at me, for niggas going broke
Suck my whole dick, too many bitch niggas on my dick
Sometimes I find it hard to tuck my 45
[?] wanna call the shots, [?] meet in the middle
California roll, 'cause I [?] roll like [?]
[?] baby, hard [?] get
They wanna shoot me, baby, [?] see me [?] baby
Been on with Nino and Gordo
Capo was all [?] baby
[Verse 3: Nino Man]
I keep a bad bitch, moving with chetter
That give me the whole world, do whatever I tell her
Putting money in the dror, move like a teller
Til these niggas turn rat now, moving like Shredder
I'm from 30 Lenox, where you get packs off in 30 minutes
With a long clip that can keep 30 in it
Get you hit early with it
Shooter on the run, 'cause they heard he did it
Niggas gotta keep they mouth shut, round these dirty bitches
I seen all the money, I wanted my own
I was outside like I don't got a home
[?] me in the streets, and remember my goals
But they all on my body, like memory fome
They see me up now, but don't remember me broke
But I remember those dreams, 'cause it was never no hope
So I remember those fiends, and they remember the coke
I had to climb to the top, 'cause it was never no roap
And that [?] gave niggas more bass than [?]
[?] for the petty shit, [?]
Tryna be [?] screaming [?] with a sawed off
Come through with that hoopty, and [?] shooting the doors off
[Verse 4: Fred the Godson]
[?] I deliver
Even though y'all ignored, 'cause I'm a spitter
She said she need dough, 'cause her clothes don't fit her
Dead presidents, only George [?]
My crew killing, all 4 of us in a 6 man [?]
[?] basketball reffrance, if we blast basket, a kasket you'll rest in
[?] please
Watch [?] like 2 ivy leagues
Fam I just met Nino [?]
Know my handle on the net, like [?]
Forgive me, I know I said no more NBA
[?] like NBA
[?] MTA
I'm a mennis like NCA
[?] NBA
Hide your body, MPA
Off the raw footage [?] VMA
I knew [?] look like [?] from The Wire and Young MA
New York become the play