I ride up and down Harlem blocks, iced out watch
Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks
Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober
They wouldn't fukk with me if I drove a Nova
Listen Columbo, you mad cuz your money come slow
And what you make in a year I make in one show
Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride
Call me all kinda names try to hurt my pride
Your just mad cuz Ima young cat, pockets dumb fat
Talking bout where the gun at, I been there and done that

Im thru with that illegal life I'm staying legit
I love to see cars come cruising by playing my shyt

I walk around with 6 thou without a pistoul,my whole clique wild
Im rich pal, no more stickups I'm making hits now
I drink cristal, I'm thru breaking laws
I don't sell coke anymore l do tours
So get that flashlight outta my face
To bring me down them jakes will do whatever it takes
Word up them federals got my phone and my house tapped
Praying that I fall for the mousetrap I doubt that
