This is a song about "Nigga on da northto da east we dont sleep we get bread nigga"

He nigga dat set you up, is da same nigga you hid wit

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit

Pull my wand out and those tricks get on they knees (ta da!)

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

You killed da nigga i bet his parents at home waiting

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Fucking all night nigga we ain't celibate

Cigars imported nice, nigga we alright,

And i like my marijuana bright

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team.

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Im too hard. da rap version of bernard hopkins. nigga

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

If a nigga creep, he get put to sleep dead folks