Untouchable Lyrics - The Album - The Firm

Yeah, I'd like to welcome everybody that came 

I know that I woke y'all up early this mornin', but shit is real 

I needed all y'all to come down 

So we can talk about these things that's going on man 

It's gettin' real 

Escobar, reportoire, that's my man 

Blowin' up how we expand 

Stack grands up, pack vans up, with wild cats 

Bustin' live gats 

Claimin' that you yellin' at me, now how's that 

In the bridge hangin' wit the thug menaces 

Images of mad loot, and beatin' sentences 

Now we livin' large, remininscin' flippin' on prison guards 

Jumpin' in and out of different cars 

On a weekly, Benz or Mitsubishi 

Got the flip phone in the strip zone 

Satellite dish, 50 inch with the Knicks on 

Everyday it's real in my life, you live in sitcoms 

Real Dons, bustin' out this hustlin' game with the name 

See it lights, bitch get it right 

Scorsese, Capo, black Mercedes 

Miami in back, with the crack, the late 80's 

Brown Timbs, and thousands 

Now we on to some real doe 

How does it feel to count a mil? 

What you bug? 

Throw a party and show love 

To the same cats after your stacks who throw slugs