G's, yeah, yeah! QB, AQ, Ravenswood, Woodside, let's go
My thumb struck a lot of lighters, pulled a lot of all-nighters
Banned from some afterhours spots
My crew would choose violence, move in silence
G's, yeah, yeah! QB, AQ, Ravenswood, Woodside, let's go
My thumb struck a lot of lighters, pulled a lot of all-nighters
Banned from some afterhours spots
My crew would choose violence, move in silence
Who knew I'd grew to build an empire?
Streets had me against the ropes, would've thought I was ziplining
Techs on the dresser, money off tech, pushing a Tesla
Rolled up a fresh one, it's one IPO to the next one
Rich from corporate or thuggin', expensive mistakes
It's all a racket, it's the same thing, just the risk that you take
Moving too fast, lose on your ass
The boys came through with the task
Peep through the blinds, you knew it was curtains
Scarface, Tony Montana shit
It's yours, yours, yours
RIP Ecstasy from Whodini
DMX, Biz Markie, D
Shock G, real rap gods, do you know the meaning?
All the rap brothers we lost this year, and last year
Ayo, check it out
Run to the store for me, man
Get me veggie chips, blunts, and a bottle
You got this shit all twisted, man
It's all about rank
You ain't there yet
Think you gon' send me to the store? I own the store, man
