Intro:

Yeah you kow what time it is



A-yo Mega Montana drama is my cod of honor

Fuck a vest I wear my coat of armor

I'm a ghetto soldier throwin' hollows

In God we trust through the knowledge as follows

My Firm multiple dollars I know you wish

I was still in prision feeling sorrow

Plans for tomorrow expand convict in a condo

Ninja black Lexus yo check this I'm from the Bridge son I rep it

And shine like my gold necklas in a reflection of a sinner perfected

And manifested in the essence

Who ever test this either hard to kill or live a death wish

I bless this shit nigga you hand to hand I'm plannin' my next flick

Of Firm volume number on Flex shit

Yeah nigga be runnin' up the spot with mad shit get knocked

Go to court for razorblade in they asses son

I live the life of trifeness

Ghetto nights and razorblades slicing the wife's shit

Metal type hood fellow for life takin' mines like Tyson

My work fare with death and inditment old timers are lightin'

I started writtin' and become the trifest

Nigga in Queensbridge ended up on Rikors

Seems shit was real as steel guage

My enemies think individuals a cat witht an ill fate



Yeah son you know how we do.

My man Funkmaster Flex yo volume 2.

It's real like that y'all.