This is a song about "Philly boyz"

Stuck on stupid all you boyz aint on my level you've been executed my flow got you wounded

Nigga fuck that gin & juice, i'm fuckin with hennessyjust pour me a glass of that dark shit

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Bumping heavy d and the boyz, still "chunky but funky"

Born in cal but my heart is philly, can you feel me?

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

So all your girls bet a grab ya boyz

I'm went from god to a king, pete rose, philly,

Or do it jackass and leave your breath all shitty

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

It gettin chilly back in philly so i grabbed me the gin/

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

I ain't never smoked smoked a philly blunt or even weed