Absolutely it's my duty on the track

Chuck the deuces throw a stack

Something proving I got cash

Over moving off the pack

My musics useful I can prove it

Til I lose it

Take a chance

And I'm never coming back

In my pants you'll find a stack

Called a rack for all you dummies

I was serving up the onion

Wrap one up just like a mummy

Eat the track just for my tummy

Don't question my digestion

Wanna play tough

You wanna play tough

I'm sick of playing tough

I wanna get rough

I wanna show you my stuff

Not gonna hold back

I'm gonna get my grip

And I need my stack

I need to do my shit

You ain't gonna tell me how to live

You ain't gonna punk me

I'm gonna punk you

You remember how that song goes

Knuckle if you buck

And just cuz you say you're tough

That really ain't enough

Just put yourself last

And show divine love

Cuz that's what we need to move forward

I'm sick of telling you to move on

I'm sick of telling you to move on

From all that trauma

And all that shit you been through

You gotta

Take it as a loss

Move on

Handle it like a boss get your groove on

I'm like Randy moss smoking big

You do what you're told

You're a big pawn

He brought the pack through

We mowed the whole lawn

Soon as he said ha

It was all gone

We make you black and blue

If those your true colors

This shit ain't black and white

Those my true brothers

Try to replicate me

You won't find another

Try to replicate P

Have fun with that

I'm gonna always show love

And I double back

Then I'm gonna always so more love

Then I double back

I swear to god I met my mom

Gave her 100 racks

And then we met up once again

I gave her 50 racks

She had to hold onto it for me

I was getting noid

I was doing it by myself

And I was unemployed

Always calling checking on me

I'm her little boy

I've been paving my own way

And I will destroy