[Intro]

[Verse]
I can't be humble when I stumble, watch these n***as crawl
Walked through the jungle, never fumbled, now it's time to ball
When I was hungry, I was lonely, barely got a call
My stomach full up off them drugs, now I'm like Santa Clause
Well bitch, I got me three hoes, they out here 30 toting
They held it down to get the crown, we serving dirty smoke
Couldn't trust these n***as 'cause they singing just like Figaro
He gon miss his calls, get on your job, then play a pick a pole
I play with foes, not on the phone, we ship 'em plastic wrapped
I took my talents overseas, but now that bastard back
It's OG Mac, I never capped, even when these rappers did
Gotta hit more for the store, I got all these rapper kids

[Chorus]
I see it in they in the eyes, I don't need no violence
They see me like a prize, they don't need no ties
I'm looking for the truth, I don't need no lies
Cause when this shit gets shifty, I don't want no surprise