While n tha kitchen i bruse caine
We was lookin for change 'til barack came
Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell
My and my 10 brothers dont have money for tha bail. it's hell,
Of your memories in tha dozen
I told him get his 9 and run
Its a jungle out here and ima pounce on tha money
But respect is more real, and ambition the key
One day i was flippin channels/
As she goes through the levels
He flippin to the bars so i'm only raising mine
All the women say my name, at the same damn time
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