[Verse 1: Inspectah Deck]
Yeah
I ride till I'm through with the case
Through the days use the weights, niggas talk till they blue in the face
Been strugglin' is nothing to me
Come and see, I get it in like Kobe at the buzzer for three
When I'm gone, better 21-gun it
Thousand dollar bottles pop, one of the best that ever done it
Broke nights dumbin' with the dumbest
Sportin' the four-four I bought off a fiend for seven huned'
New faces, screwfacin' niggas from a distance
One time wait to take a nigga through the system
I ain't got time to play
I hit the globe on roam, I'm still home a million miles away
And I grind so my seeds could eat
Sometimes I let my eyes close, and I daydream of sleep
And if I should die before I wake
Then before my wake hit my wifey off with all my cake
Till then, I'ma live it up, pop corks, and split a dutch
Walkin' on the wild side, just to get a rush
Ya'll better get in touch, laws ain't shit to us
Every one I know is God, Earth, King, Crip, or Blood
Little nigga listen up
I know you loving the life, an' livin' it fly, so high you can't get enough
Son said, "Who gives a fuck?"
They see I'm making my bread, escaping the feds
So why should I give it up?

[Hook: Inspectah Deck]
Ain't nothing left to do but
Hold myself down in these streets and
If I feel like niggas test me
Got ta' reach out for my piece and
I don't run from confrontation
By myself I keep it true
When it comes down to gettin' paper
I'm gon' do what I got ta' do

[Verse 2: Inspectah Deck]
I seen million dollar niggas fall flat on they face
Best friends, co-defendants, how you rat on your ace?
Scramblers chase, the blood money, hammers on waists
Just to trick it on the chick with the candles and lace
Believe it, it's real, we all out, fiendin' for meals
Fools shot up on the block, left 'em bleedin' and still
Nothing worse than power in the hands of fools
They play the game but they don't understand the rules
Yo, you should understand the jewels
I got my life on the line, there's a 50/50 chance to lose
Aiyo, my dude, it's bigger than me, but at the story go
Why buy the cow when you get it for free?
To make a living, it's either death or state prison
Deck just ain't quittin', either rep or stay hittin'
Ya'll know the motto, hollow points follow you home
Al Capone cats, swallow the chrome
You get blown back out of your zone
Like *pow* to the dome, so watch your mouth, kid
Mind on your tone
Son, I ate with the greatest, stayed with the latest
Eye for a eye boss, ain't with the favors
I laid where they murk all day, broad day
I said flames will disperse y'all way, y'all play
Deep inside the game, wise guys die for they name
While the organized mind stay quietly paid

[Hook: Inspectah Deck]
Ain't nothing left to do but
Hold myself down in these streets and
If I feel like niggas test me
Got ta' reach out for my piece and
I don't run from confrontation
By myself I keep it true
When it comes down to gettin' paper
I'm gon' do what I got ta' do