[Verse 1: Kwame]
Live life with no regard
Few memories I recall, I roll up and delete 'em
This evening never complacent up in this matrix, but set to change shit
I kept it basic
I came into the game wit'
The same niggas with whom
I knew from birth to the tombs
I goon leaving threats with wounds
I'm cool if you assume
I'm dropping jewels on for the fools
I got a fucking reservation with the crucifix too
Exclusive and ruthless
My movements conducive with fat bitches two steps
A nuisance set to do this
I simply moved in, into ya top ten
If not then, ya taste couldn't pick cayenne
If she right then we might be an item, fuck her on the islands
Give her a time reminding her of hymen, as I lay in
The only game I gave her was the throne, I started slayin'
Faded, keeping failure evasive
Success I chase it, while you get entertainment
They told me get a 9-5, I don't entertain it
[Verse 2: Kwame]
Work when it's priceless, the nicest
God but dionysis with the right bitch, lord
I'm like twelve year old Nas, feeling twice as hard
I have to, ain't no might record
Came into the game and then the hype was on
Live life with no regard
Few memories I recall, I roll up and delete 'em
This evening never complacent up in this matrix, but set to change shit
I kept it basic
I came into the game wit'
The same niggas with whom
I knew from birth to the tombs
I goon leaving threats with wounds
I'm cool if you assume
I'm dropping jewels on for the fools
I got a fucking reservation with the crucifix too
Exclusive and ruthless
My movements conducive with fat bitches two steps
A nuisance set to do this
I simply moved in, into ya top ten
If not then, ya taste couldn't pick cayenne
If she right then we might be an item, fuck her on the islands
Give her a time reminding her of hymen, as I lay in
The only game I gave her was the throne, I started slayin'
Faded, keeping failure evasive
Success I chase it, while you get entertainment
They told me get a 9-5, I don't entertain it
[Verse 2: Kwame]
Work when it's priceless, the nicest
God but dionysis with the right bitch, lord
I'm like twelve year old Nas, feeling twice as hard
I have to, ain't no might record
Came into the game and then the hype was on
Track 4 on The Help E.P.
