[Trae:]
Yeah, real talk for my ^!$$%z on the block
I been wrecking for a second, but I promised that I wouldn't stop

I been in it with my ^!$$%z, for a long time
But they gotta give it to me, cause they know I wouldn't drop
Same ^!$$%, with the flow

Same ^!$$% that'll spin a ^!$$%'s $$# up, throw his $$# in the trunk
I'm a representative, for the $$#holes
Try to run up on me, I'll teach a ^!$$% how to stunt

Southwest, you better get your hands up
'Fore I send a wave of ^!$$%z, that'll hit your man's up
While you wanna-be thugs, better pull your pants up

Then the %#@!, hit the fan
Then I $#&@, your fans up
These ^!$$%z, really got a ^!$$% $#&@ed up

Hating mother$#&@ers, I'll show you what the beef is
Show you ^!$$%z how to lose teeth, keep running off at the mouth
And I can show you ^!$$%z, what the sleep is

Better give it up, when you hear the name Trae
When I hit the block in black, your $$# better pray
Tell the five in the hood, I don't play

And I got more ^!$$%z, in the slugs
In the tip, of a K
And I run with the C's, and the B's on the block

And the G's, and few B.D.'s on the block
And I kept it real, so I got the keys to the block
I'm a gangsta, they don't make these on the block

I'll put it on the pack, and I'll ride for it first
^!$$% jump, gonna be the first ^!$$% that'll slide for it
They don't wanna see me in a zone, when I try for it

Any real ^!$$%, stand up and get an eye for it
Cause I'm oh so real, though homie
And I'm next in the line, finna show the world what it was

H-Town, till the death
Intuition of a ^!$$% named Pac, finna let it rain for the thugs


[Trae:]
Somebody better give me the crown, these ^!$$%z out of line
And I see, I gotta put 'em in they place

Everyday it be the same old %#@!, I gotta click on a (*##$
I don't really, wanna pay another case
Whey they ^!$$%z wanna try a ^!$$%, like a ^!$$% soft than a (*##$

I'll lean on a ^!$$%, like Boss on a switch
Better chill, 'fore I get to going off on a (*##$
Lace the Nike's, and break a ^!$$% jaw in this (*##$

Everybody, wanna know about the South
But I promise, you ^!$$%z'll wanna take another route
A.B.N., fin to hit a ^!$$%'s $$# in the drought

In the town right now, (no doubt)
If you got a problem with Trae, let's get it on
Iggy on lock, so I'm back in a zone still packing the chrome

I was late for the hood, so I'm bad to the bone
Since I roll on the block, it's half of the bone
%#@! just got wrong, you can hear it in my tone

(I'm pissed), but I'm still moving along
Yeah Jay'Ton, still grooving along
So the ^!$$%z in the blue, got love for the Home

For the H, and the West state
I"ll put it on a ^!$$%, in the worst way
That'll be your worst day, and I put it on Trae

Mother$#&@ers better get in a line, or the dirt where you gon lay
This right here, for my ^!$$% named Nick
In a hospital bed, half gone

I'll run up on a (*##$ ^!$$%, who that out that shout out
Feel I gotta hit his $$#, with the chrome
Nothing less, R-E-S-T-L-E double S

Stress, got a ^!$$% on amp
So I gott mob for life, like 24/7
And I promise, I'm about to be the champ