They say I'm Godly
Sunk in the car seat
Cruisin' to Mobb Deep
Money
I keep it All In The Family
Like Bunker, Archie
Poverty scarred me
Had me bringing guns to a party
A .38 Special
That my cuz got from the Army
That was 93
Souls Of Mischief
They had it shaking
Son of a Jamaican
Writing in a Jamaica Queens
Basement
As the time dwindled
Learned to read niggas like Kindle
Doney's influential
You clown rappers Huh
Comedy Central
Sittin' on a few acres
Nah this is not a rental
We are not the same
Pump faking' shit
I'm just not into
My credentials well respected
A flaw I'm temperamental
My dime piece
Let me fuck her friend
When she's on her menstrual
Chukka Tim's
Presidential Rollie
Cash that's essential
In my own class
Just tryna surpass
My potential
You can hear the pain in my voice
I ain't gotta convince you
Life is a beach
I mean a bitch
Covered in a swim suit
I've been in my bag
Gettin' bread if you don't know
Came up on the Ave
Gettin' money
You don't know
Say they feel my pain
But I feel like they don't though
Oh no (Oh no) oh no
Rolling up the weed
And I'm on the first blunt though
Money over bitches
Going places you won't go
They talkin' crazy
But they ain't got guns though
We got guns yo
We stack ones yo
The powers that be
Enforced a mandate
Every day I wake up
They switching up the landscape
The media
Mixing lies with the truth
Some what
Covid
Death toll stats
It's all trumped up
The facts uncovering
Gotta a nigga wondering
They using scare tactics
That fucking fear mongering
I see the drones
Sitting in the sky hovering
If you didn't know
That's surveillance for the
Government
Oh yea
I'm well aware of they're agenda
I talk in code
Plus I move just like a ninja
James Bond shit
Stash box behind the fender
And that one's the decoy
To throw the jakes off
Code name Shawn Archer
I rip your face off
Talk to em' Reck
If I'm pushed to the limit
Bitcoin, Ethereum
I made some bands with it
I doubled up my net worth
In this Pandemic ha!
I've been in my bag
Gettin' bread if you don't know
Came up on the Ave
Gettin' money
You don't know
Say they feel my pain
But I feel like they don't though
Oh no (Oh no) oh no
Rolling up the weed
And I'm on the first blunt though
Money over bitches
Going places you won't go
They talkin' crazy
But they ain't got guns though
We got guns yo
We stack ones yo
Ayo!
You see we find happiness
Through grief and sorrow
Even through the bad days
Pray that see tomorrow
Cause we was European cargo
On the worse ship
Now we worship paintings from Leonardo
I got cash
I don't need to borrow
Spent a lot of time seeing Carlos
Or being Marlo
Niggas think of me
When they see a star glow
When it come to moving keys
I'm a P R O
He told and wasn't facing a lot years
When it come to giving information
They volunteers
I find myself at all white affairs
With a lot of white
And take these squares
And build a flight of stairs
I grabbed the Range
When I crashed the coupe
Absolute
Me and the gang
Got the same attributes
My young bitch came from Massachuse
Her ass the truth
She suck on this dick
Like it was passion fruit
Trust
I've been in my bag
Gettin' bread if you don't know
Came up on the Ave
Gettin' money
You don't know
Say they feel my pain
But I feel like they don't though
Oh no (Oh no) oh no
Rolling up the weed
And I'm on the first blunt though
Money over bitches
Going places you won't go
They talkin' crazy
But they ain't got guns though
We got guns yo
We stack ones yo