[Intro]
Yeah
Ayy
Run around town, ayy
Ayy, ayy, yeah

[Chorus]
I been laying low and gettin' to some plays with the bros
People hittin' me 'bout so-and-so but say it ain't say
I been out the way, I stay away from stuntin' the growth
'Cause the pro's gotta pro, it's all under control
Moving militant, my soldiers, we all stick to the code
Sticks and stones, broken bones, put a tag on their toe
White flags from the enemies, they six in the hole
'Cause the pro's gotta pro, it's all under control

[Verse 1]
And she got sick of her friends (Yeah)
Pullin' up, get in this Benz (Okay)
I like my women just like my monеy, I make 'em extеnd
Tokyo stackin' my Yen
Smoke a lil purp, get out of my head
A year ago I couldn't get out of my bed
Yeah, I been putting off for my dead
Been putting off for my dead
Damn right, yeah, I said what I said
Playboy I'm seeing all red
Get a back to the head like Glenn
I will never stress no bitch, 'cause bitches gon' always shed
Baby, I'm always ready, doing this all day
[Chorus]
I been laying low and gettin' to some plays with the bros
People hittin' me 'bout so-and-so but say it ain't say
I been out the way, I stay away from stuntin' the growth
'Cause the pro's gotta pro, it's all under control
Moving militant, my soldiers we all stick to the code
Sticks and stones, broken bones, put a tag on their toe
White flags from the enemies, they [?]
'Cause the pro's gotta pro, it's all under control

[Verse 2]
Ayy, yeah
Get ready, be there 'round ten
It's on me, I'm ready to spend
Barb'd up but I'm not your Ken
Make waves, I don't follow your trends
Diamond in the rough, I'm an uncut gem
In the mix like untouched stems
Up on the web, I could fuck some Gwen's
Smoking MJ too, on the freeway gettin' through the Monday blues
All week, even on Sunday too
I'ma ride through the city like a subway do
My new bitch spot her on the runway too
And she come back home to papa
The name ring bells from Oakland to Osaka
I cut shit up, Baraka like