Tatted tears for my ---- doin' bids in they 40s. The height a nigga go to for a penthouse with garages. Keep my hand on the hammer, feds on the scanner.
I stroll up your block, I go where I wanna. I look like a baller, I talk like a owner. Shoot for the stars, shoot up the corner. Black Bel Air bottle, bust 'em like a na.