That was back when I was nine
Joey packed the nine
Pakistan on every porch is fine
We adapt to crime, pack a van with four guns at a time
With the sliding door, fukk is up?
fukk you shootin for if you ain't walkin up you fukkin punk?
Pickin up the fukkin pump
Pickin off you suckers, suck a dikk or die or sucker punch
A wall of bullets comin from
AK's, AR's, "Aye y'all. Duck."
And I been hustlin' all day, this a way
That a way
Through canals and alleyways , just to say
Money trees is the perfect place for shade
And that's just how I feel
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