I could have kept running until I was folded
But now send my family on vacation and I go with my wife
Mama told me "Good deeds always come back to you"
I bless that junkie at the store with croissants or blue
I don't care about comments, I faced worse danger
But turned that whole situation around within a year
I used to look up to rappers, now I wipe them off the map
Because they are funny as the first after the last day of March
Always myself, the whole neighborhood gives me respect
Don't act fake when I pull up, just ask, I love it real
Can earn with you, but then we split that stack
Because I'm a thief myself, nobody pats my neck
I don't stand still, have to keep sowing for my bread
I work in construction, I am waiting for the harvest
I can live off that rap shit but my dreams are too big
Want ten grand on the bank and ten ??? for a show streak
Am on papers, it must fold, just like clean laundry
Racing in the evening, get that money during the day
My men are talking about freight, PGP for transfer
Sranang mang with Jewish watch, my brothers are hunting anyway
Size 46, big step, make meters for that big bite
Many men talk, many men hate, those men sleep
A lot of men bitch, a lot of men snitch, explain niggas
Long lyrics become rappers in interrogation rooms
We never spoke when we came for questioning on business
Police wonders how all those drug packages got through
And how the perpetrators went free when they appeared
How do you make money if you still have time to talk?
I have stacks, really a lot of power brother, I just got your charger
Don't go to the gym, you train your bicep, but your stack is thin
Been on the gravel since early morning, recovering from your hangover
I'm not going out, I'm going to your father's house
Alias, the realest niggas still know who
If you didn't know, now you know
Rapper and I deliver weed
I know thirty, eleven, ten, thirteen, I don't know anything else
Get those men out of the air, MH17, aye
MH17