(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz)

[Twista]

Once again, another Trax productions

Rush for the 9-8, mobsta elites

Ain't it a shame how we make ballin' look so sweet

Especially when you ain't gotta hide your shit

You know what I'm sayin', you can just ball for free

Campaignin' your nation, in a legit demonstration

And gotta face incarceration

Eh yo, Liffy Stokes, let 'em know what's happenin'



[Liffy Stokes]

A nigga been hustlin' so long, God knows I've done so much wrong

I was 16 grown and holdin' chrome, servin' blows, we in' zones

My mom didn't understand me "Boy, you gon' die just like your daddy

from two to the head, dumped in the riverbed

I didn't to hurt you so badly," I was young and dumb

Fast life sprung of the money and hoes that it brung

Had a clip full of hollows to bring your momma sorrow

But now regret what I've done

Drama's all in the game whether gang bang or slang

I had to do my thang

When the shots rang, that's when it clicks in my brain

All the shit's the same

My nigga need a change, I had to get off out these streets

To get you out your seat

Flip a Trax beat, hit the crib and puff on a sweet

And let 'em feel something deep

Deep so the realest can feel

How I felt right before I bust that steel

Rappin 'bout my life of skrill

And the everyday struggles of a nigga in the chill



[Chorus 2x]

Come on and take a little trip with a legit balla

Chi shot-callers (Shot up the chrome and let's swang)

Tigers all up in the wall

(Some bitches in the back and a pocket full of scratch

take a match and spark up a little bud and get blown away)



[Mayz]

This sh