[Verse 1 - Dark Lo]
We all vultures, stomp a n***a out
Y'all roaches, they let a n***a out then I got focused
It's like a chip on my shoulder when I wrote this
It's like a chick when I hold her and I felt this shit
Check my documentary, my name been here for centuries
You know I came in Bentleys, you know my heart's so empty
I seen a dead body first in elementary
It fuck you up mentally, went to the streets eventually
When your life's scripted
You stand on shit that you contradicted
Type of shit, you can't fix it
Rest in pеace Row, he bellеd me from the district
He had beef, I came through with some misfits
Like a [?] I'm in my hood
Kids said I'm famous, your mama said I'm dangerous
I was down clambering, you dudes Wrestlemania
I'm from Philly but I rep the whole of Pennsylvania

[Verse 2 - AR-Ab]
I just got a call for a brick or two
It's twenty-one a bank on the sixty-two
Cookies on my plate, come and get a few
Extendo on this forty playing peekaboo
Abdominal fluid, got garlics and sodas
I can pack a trap house without a promoter
Forty four bullets inside of the cobra
To count a half a million you gotta be sober
I was online before a computer
Eighteen years old, putting the four in the ruler
My dad sold dope, I was soda and fluids
Don't give a fuck bout your money, I'm supporting the shooters
Me and Po had a plan and it's coming to life
I'm giving Lo a hundred bands or it wouldn't be right
I hated last drought, had to pay that and learn
It say two fifty-two when I'm weighing the nun
N***a test one of mines and them bodies gon' double
I send a hit squad, you'll give kazi some trouble