[Intro]
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, geah

[Verse 1]
I come from bottom to the top
I seen a lotta niggas fall
Top to bottom, cause they flow wasn't hot
Them niggas swore they was chillin, reality they not
That's why I'm in the spot, treat the stu like the pot
I'm cheffin' up that product, get my strip back in order
Hit records, its like a brick, 16s is like a quarter
That's why I'm tryna flip it, this time i'ma do it different
Mixtapes is like a fiend, niggas givin' free hits and
You niggas let 'em sample it, neva give 'em the work
Now his tape better than your album, sales lookin' hurt
I'm tryna take it back in the day, when it was twenty time
Industry is fucked up, they back to sellin' niggas dimes
Singles is nickles, lotta albums done flopped
Lotta labels done dropped, you was signed, now you not
Thats why I neva play wit the position I'm held wit
Who lie about sellin' drugs? Album ain't sell shit, nigga

[Chorus: (Scratches)]
Yo you heard the title, nigga
5-3-4
I'm that same cat
With the fofo long
You niggas bust shots (Yeah) but you throw yours wrong
Who flow like Bleek? Think, no other
You heard the title, nigga
5-3-4
Niggas didn't want that (Yea), I'm still where you pump at
You catch me (Yea) on anybody block
How you love that?

[Verse 2]
I'm bout to have this thing on lock, you can't tell me different
I got the soft and hard top, you could tell I'm livin'
I got that thraaat on my lap, just don't tell the snitches
They got they tail between they legs, you could tell they bitches
It ain't no heaven for a G, go to hell with it
My life is deep, motherfucker please delve in it
Started with promo, no homo, movin' 12 inches
Pimp the game, Comin' Of Age at 12, bitches
(Thats when I had well-wishes)
Niggas call me prince of the city
Next in line, for the king of new-yitty, pity
How the same niggas that bailed wit me, bailed on me
Took too many pulls of the L on me
Drank up all the Kool-Aid, left glasses in my kitchen
Food for thought, my nigga you do the dishes

[Chorus: (Scratches)]
Know the game and the name
I ain't change for shit
Yo you heard the title, nigga
5-3-4
I'm that same cat
With the fofo long
You niggas bust shots (Yeah) but you throw yours wrong
Who flow like Bleek? Think, no other
You heard the title, nigga
5-3-4
Niggas didn't want that, I'm still where you pump at
You catch me on anybody block
How you love that?