Fuk outta here...
Look...
Casual Santos De Cartier
Lavish, carpe diem
The Bronx to Sweden
From eco to sport, abroad like Liam
My knowledge speaks, my pride still bleeds
Dream coliseums
My conscious leaves, my...
Yeah...
My gun go off
A child's in fear
A man is born, been well aware
Can't compare this cloth
Your flare is wearing off
You misinformed, feel misunderstood
Miseducated, disrespected
Fuk round, double cross me
Get relocated, on the set
I'm well aware negus
I'm well aware, you negus misinformed
Fully aware these negus scared
You negus misinformed
I take the pot and drop a deuce in it
Right, a nigga diss me in his rap, I need his crucifix
(Bring that to me)
Tell em we gon up the score, I feel like Vusevic
The homie beat that hammer time, shit he was too legit
At times trust can be lethal
That's why I put my faith in guns, not people
If you make your own rules, they can't cheat you
Shit, we gon knock whoever off, we can't reach you
Loyalty and love is not equal, nope, not even close
Can't get everybody to feel you, not even most
Don't knock my hustle til you see the gross
They tend to leave you when you need em most
See one of my ops, you had to see a ghost
I'm well aware negus
Look, I'm well aware, you negus misinformed
Fully aware these negus scared
Me & Rizzy in the whip getting lifted like
Danny & Riggz, Starsky & Hutch
Rizzy... Yo Riggz! Rigatoni! Yo, Riggz!