SLICK URAL STAR E

Be a better Nigga. I Reminisce when there were no lights and there was No, uh, them pussy dope nights, Them pussy dope nights, them pussy dope nights, Them pussy dope nights. Hood tryna make sale. Right around In The hood tryna make sale. Right around tryna make the hood tryna make sale. Greenbriar projects, summer break, Banks to praise. Second floor, counting bread till our fingers blaze. We actually kept a pound of good on the Storefront. One day narcotics jumped out on us, Percocet. On the low, bust the bottles, Come to take our pockets. Call us NASA 'cause we shoot them niggas just Like rockets. My last verse splash two up in The cockpit. Silver fifty next week, might have to cop it. These hoes tryna bag me down, need to stop It. Asked for they mama back in the days, Wouldn't drop it. Now they see these icy bottles, match these icy Chains. In VIP, I stand on stage and I Do my thing. I reminisce when there Were no lights and there was no, Uh, them pussy dope nights. In my rage, no AC, with no front tail.