Mafia Music 2
Always wanted Rolls Royce with no job
Then again all I fear is a dope charge
All I fear is a dope charge
Tell me whats the odds for appeals for a dope boy
Who shed tears for a dope boy
Oh what happens to the kids of the dope boy
Orphans, fukking orphans
Born defendants some nikkas never been on offense
Now its mo shrimp, nikka order more shrimp
My neighbourhood a rackett I practice my importance
You know we hustle to the key of life
Moving weed and white before we learn to read and write

Rozay went crazy on that bytch