That's me on the corner
That's me on the track, strapped
Weed stashed next to my burner
Can you believe that these jealous niggas turned informer?
They even tryin' to murder
'Cause we made too much
So go run up on these choppas
'Cause we ain't gon' love
Yeah, the dope game, I ain't never been a stranger to
And I can make the work drop like a kangaroo
I whip fifty six and turn it into a ninety two
'Cause got me walkin' wit that backpack in ninety two
I'm focused, nigga, my swagger to the rooftop
Hit a button now ya bitch draggin' outta rooftop
Ride like tupac just bought a new glock with thirty two shots
Nigga, that's me
That's me on the corner
That's me on the track, strapped
Weed stashed next to my burner
Can you believe that these jealous niggas turned informer?
They even tryin' to murder
'Cause we made too much
So go run up on these choppas
'Cause we ain't gon' love
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, O.G. Killah
I know, these bitch niggas wanna get me
That's why Lucifer laughin' in my Hemi
Automatic, semi black on black Hemi
(Jea)
Gangsta shit in me, came from up in here
Watch out, tell ya mouth ridin' feature Sam
I'ma go plus i can shoot with either hand
Clutch ridergized, kill with a lethal plan
Who is that? Why that's?
That's me on the corner
That's me on the track, strapped
Weed stashed next to my burner
Can you believe that these jealous niggas turned informer?
They even tryin' to murder
'Cause we made too much
So go run up on these choppas
'Cause we ain't gon' love