T.A.L.A.M

[Verse 1]

I can tell you diggin’, diggin’, you diggin’ me

You are – jewelry on, the furniture from Italy

Aw shit, I ate Sicilians in Sicily (I did)

I’m from the block of villans, millions and mysteries

Pounds, unloadin’ it, price low, they throwin’ it

No choice but go in it ’cause everybody pro in it

Flossin’ we showin’ it, Vegas we blowin’ it

Cases, I aced the cleaners, we sawin’ shit

Toughest, remember this: grimy is what grimy does

I thought about it, know who y’all remind me of (who that?)

Pat Ewing, Charles Barkley, Karl Malone, John Stockton…

John Stockton, Chris Webber, Reggie Miller

Homie, you ain’t win a chick never

Sharp cheese – thick cheddar

Turn my back on Lennox? Bitch, never

Had to let ‘em know my ship is unsinkable

Character, who you are?

Reputation, what they think of you?

Everybody like “yo Cam, let me drink with you, link with you”

I don’t stick to you ’cause I ain’t do the clink with you

Shit – and these bullets, you can drink a few

I did links, minks, one wink to get at you

Don’t matter if you a senator, principal, sentinel

New school conventional,hood nigga presentable

Criminal, general, take your vitamins, minerals

All identical, we’ll leave you like you Benadryl

Spend a mill’, make five, intend to kill any real

Nigga wannabe,let me know, ho, I’m on the skills