[Verse 1]

Look don't even bring it my way
It's like getting an atheist
To pay tithes on a sunday
A waste of time,a waste of mind
Found a side from the waist
To raise the nine
See i'll make your soul rise and shine
In the middle of the night
And go towards that light
Runnin' towards that light
In the coupe looking right
How you in your afterlife
Lookin' back in hindsight
Here, nigga
You got that iffy flow
If he flow a little better
He might make a little dough
I'm a bussinessman, fuck a rap star
What's the point of sellin' millions
If you gotta rent a car
Hah, it's the bishop no, not the deacon
I've been this way
Since doc dre was rockin sequins
Bad for the cause
And the thugs why they beafin'
Bustin' them slugs
And niggas die every weekend

[Hook x2]
Straight off the block
With that Glock cocked
From the school of hard knocks
Sellin' rocks, duckin' cops
Raisin' hell
It's on, like DMC
But with automatics
You want some static
Can't top that
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