Stamps in the Middle

[Intro]

(Hey, now)

[Verse]

No punchlines, cute shit, or riddles

Talkin' dog food, not no bitch or no Kibbles

Still carpool-lanin' with the twins in that H-O-V (Conductor)

Gotta set the trip list on the way, they can take a three

Them peoples watchin' from the outside lookin' in

Lookin' outside, know they watchin' me and all my peoples

It's the allure of the game infected with the evil

Had to reroute the paper, never had a paper route

Changin' out in the county, was never chasin' clout

Yeah, I sold drugs, but that ain't shit to be ashamеd about

I made it out unscathed, Blocks so high that you could sunbathe

Nеighborhood full of dead-ends and one-ways

Made man, ain't no more hustlin' on Sundays

Free all my niggas, had to double up their lunch trays

Watchin' out for the raven, hundred-eighty bands

Two quarter bricks in that empty box of Raisin Bran

Ten bricks on consignment, that's a payment plan

Playing footsie with baby girl, I'm a ladies' man

Man of my word, don't ever let that money make the man

I'll take a bullet to the head before I take the stand

One of them ones, sold everything up under the sun

From Sunderland to Hell Block, known for jumpin' the gun

Drug Zonin' on the Mile, wildin' with coyotes

Road-runnin' out of town with that Hawaiian Sophie

No punchlines, cute shit, or riddles

I'm talking gray squares with the stamps in the middle of it

Can't make no bargains on them prices they be tryna quote me

Bust Cuban on my neck, this bitch a diamond trophy

Lungs cloudy off the drank, got me drunk, drowsy

Drunk drivin', quarter tank in that Audi A8

I had to fall back, watch everything fall in place

Countin' all this paper, if I get snatched, I know she ain't gon' wait

[Outro]

Don't wait for her, man, don't wait for her

I'll tell you what, man, come with me now, Ray