Remember I'm a man of Respect (remember)
Remember Santana was next
Now its not techs, its checks

And fancy collects
I want his wrist, fist, whole had, jammed with bagguettes
Pose for the camera man

Me and Santana man
Word to my grand ma
He one bad mamma jamma, dam

So I don't write for the stardom
I get, booted, zooted, write down my problems
I've been through it headed right for the bottom

D.C. naw, would've been a sniper in Harlem (so what)
Thats why I throw some doe
To my cody from costovo

Help me get on overflow (Ssshhh...)
No one suppose to know
But she lay me up like the prime minister

Thousand grams of dope smellin' like Hine Vinegar
That was a lot to linger
But to the top I bring her

But when it came to dope, I always copped in fingers
Money missin, oh %#@! I almost chopped some fingers
Slit some wrist, thats when they said oh %#@! he's not a singer

$#&@ the rap, $#&@ the movies, $#&@ Siskel and Ebert
This pistol I'll squeeze it, missles if needed (KILLA)
Remember I'm gonna spend my cake

Remember Jim we getting out of five eights (projects)
Now chefs will fry us steaks (thats true)
Its a higher stake

Swiss accounts I'm goin show you how to wire cake
And we from BBO
Now you a CEO

Direct a Vieo [video]
Your own album here we go
Thats my man anytime I holla, holla with me

We shared chicken sandwiches they was a $1.50
But you seven dollars, nickel bag and white owl
I hope the chicken sandwich last us through the night child

We ain't care we didn't sleep we was night owls
Insomniatics our life styles compatible
Magical

Pops gone, %#@! tragical
Moms on mission
My house is where the attics chill

I'm like a teacher, I need me a sabatical
Its not irrational
I grew up radical

And you all are shook
I bought all my crooks
$#&@ you R&B ^!$$%z Zeek sing all the hooks

Tito and Brick yes yes come again
They came sun or rain when I had that stomach pain (What else)