(1st verse)

Levantore!

Yeah, it's just ghetto, kid test the devil to hit the next level

Wish they was a rebel with cerebral metal

Inflex the bezzle with the peddle to the metal

In a thug's paradise where love have a price

So we love for life like thugs love the night

They sell drugs for ice for the Benz with bug lights

Some hug mics to the world, hung like parasites

The likes lethal, the mics lead you

A sneak preview, watch what we do and what the hood teach you

I still see through the eye of a needle

So I can watch people cause slug backwards is evil



(2nd verse)

Levantore!

Yo, what's this? Yo bust this. Yo it's time to up lift

They think all we do is bust clips and puff splifs

And plush whips and clutch chips and touch chicks

Flont rocks like Fort Knox and hog blocks

Taunt cops with more props and we want not

Panhandling with your mans and them

Scrambling, gambling, plans to win

While the cops clock em, thieves flock em

Women watch em, traders wanna top em

Ay yo what's the problem

Before the narcs knock em opposite playas plot to rob em

The ghetto got em, my man said it's rough at the bottom



(3rd verse)

Levantore!

Ghetto alert, let's do whatever work to get rid of the curse

We went from 1st to America's worst

On this competitive turf, now let's inherit the earth

There's more prize for one another, and call shots

12:00 til the next ball drop

All year around plus they shuffle non stop

You think it's rough at the bottom, it's even rougher on top

My peeps gonna have to reach and turn for me

And everybody's side of the street'll be celly

Ain't nothing funny, burn plenty and burn money

And earn money