Yeah
Had to get it on my own
From the mud I belong. Nigga fuck ya VLONE
I seen bullets speak a different language; you need Rosetta Stone
My mama told me "better hustle for the things you want"
I took that shit with a grain of salt then I flip the boat
My brodie think it's 95, on the corner, busting off the soap
I told him be cool, cause COINTELPRO, what's understood don't need to be explained
I see him go down that road, I know how things change
We used to ball on the court, you pulled a East Bay
I still get drunk as a muthafucka and peep cane
The foes gon' trip off us anyway so let's go insane
I want them dead white faces over my green pape
I want my folks living good, eating all shrimp or steak
I taught my brother bout the money ways
Now he gon' get it each and every way
I'm working hard cause I got curses in my blood that I'm tryna break
I'm ten toes to the soil, from the slums, never spoiled
Made my money out the dirt like it's oil, they know I'm royal
Still I'm loyal. Swear ain't a thing, haters could tell me
Say they built for war but ain't built for the Deus Belli
From syrup in my sandwich to tuna, pepper, and mayo
Made some money, my advantage, they knew where to get the yayo
Still hungry. Not much changed, my appetite funny
Moving rhymes like weight; King Kong Bundy
Heavy, standing 10 toes down, the war master
Moved outta town, recipe for disaster
Casper when they see me, horrifyingly focused
Staying far away from devils, glorifying the hopeless
Came from royal soil, Granny told me keep my head up
"Got too much friends". Shit, friend had me sent up
Got it out the dirt like I'm the son of Dusty
A villain, when I come to realize that they don't love me
I plan on being here when the dust clear, my work proof
I was really with the older ones playing the front stoop
It's on now! Vet in the game like Jay Lethal
Never calm down, fight through the pain this for my peoples
I'm ten toes to the soil, from the slums, never spoiled
Made my money out the dirt like it's oil, they know I'm royal
Still I'm loyal. Swear ain't a thing, haters could tell me
Say they built for war but ain't built for the Deus Belli
I'm ten toes to the soil, from the slums, never spoiled
Made my money out the dirt like it's oil, they know I'm royal
Still I'm loyal. Swear ain't a thing, haters could tell me
Say they built for war but ain't built for the Deus Belli
Family told me that a closed mouth; it don't get fed
So I've been eating while I'm barking, truth that don't get said
My kindness never weakness, don't assume you wont get lead
Cause I send the type of messages that won't get read
All these warnings that I make you heed, as I take that lead
Bringing what your tape deck need, at breakneck speed
Only I can better me. I'll die for my integrity
Cerebral, only kings are in my blood go check my pedigree
Won't play the game, sold your soul to get you the clout
They tried every trick in the book, still couldn't figure me out
Said I'm calm but so violent. Loud yet so silent
An evil resident but nemesis to all tyrants
Peeped the way I aced rap. Trends? I don't chase that
My grandma told me "boy you too handsome for a face tat"
Can't draw me to a close, I'm an artist, they just trace back
From Alpha to Omega; I'm the needle in the haystack
I'm ten toes to the soil, from the slums, never spoiled
Made my money out the dirt like it's oil, they know I'm royal
Still I'm loyal. Swear ain't a thing, haters could tell me
Say they built for war but ain't built for the Deus Belli