Five Aye Em ft. Ghetto Ghost

The more that I think about it In the midst of all this fake shit

Niggas really the problem They got a bad habit

Thinking that we can't breathe without em The bank teller told me never speak about em

And play with they pride, it's quite a surprise When they see how long my reach is without em

They the type of kids that got mad in grade school

When you went to recess without em Bunch of rejects

Somebody grab the old leashes And clear all these old leeches from round us

Bunch of pillow talking niggas We might as well have police around us

Don't try to jump on this track Cause I got the beat surrounded

I understand why you beauties don't want the beast around