Reintroduction

Pac died at 25, Biggie died at 24
And it made me nervous
I just turned the same age a couple of days ago
I'd be lyin' if I say I never saved a ho
A ho problems ain't no problems so, nigga, let it go

My past kinda ugly, what tomorrow bring you never know
I done been through hell and back
Even left a note at the devil's door
I need red before I sell my soul, I will never do another show
Never write another verse, so the next nigga stole my flow

I ain't backin' down from none
Let's go toe to toe, blow for blow
Ask them niggas, I bet they know
It was just me and Chevy in that store
We been up for nine days straight, got four more to go
I been hustlin' five ways if rap don't work no more

Grindin', I ain't shower, shoulda shaved, dirty ass nigga
I'm just stuck inside my ways, I ain't a sad nigga
Better lock your heart in a cage like I did mine
If I ever said no for a pic, it was a bad time
Mention lil' bro name in a diss, that's when they start dyin'
Fuck 'em, I ain't got no opps, they all extinct
Crush the pill up so you can feel it instantly
My OG keep that white girl, he call her Emily

She always seem to help him when he low on energy
You wanna be a vamp? Come on, I got the remedy
Need to slow down off these drugs, this shit killin' me
Yes, I forgive but ain't forget about her leavin' me
Just call me Martin Luther King 'cause I be sellin' dreams
Pray for my boy while he out here pushin' fetta cheese
Open up them cell doors, let them bells rings
I do this shit for my lil' boy, he deserves everythin'

Chain hang to my dick now, bitch, pick it up and sing
Go 'head and talk on the mic, now that's the kinda girl I like
Momma asked if I'm alright
She ain't see no bags but hella Sprites in it
Smiley said, "Don't worry, bro, I'm good, I don't got no life sentence"

Scrollin' through my email, I see a bunch of flights in it
I need my confirmation number, I'll be gone by the night
Crazy thing is we all wrong, never right
Hope we don't gotta deal with it in the afterlife
If it's a price you pay, let me know right away
If I ain't on the stage, this rap shit means nothin'

High speed on the interstate, doin' a hundred or somethin'
Make sure you drive that bitch, and get away when they comin' for us
I only wanna fuck you anyway, that's what you comin' here for
That pussy bussin'
Shoot the bitch a couple of hundreds or somethin'
Some like a muffin, I wake up, go get that bread in the mornin'
She think the only way to make sure I'm okay is give me head
She's so horny

They make me cringe, these niggas so corny
It was 3 a.m., I fell in sleep in the foreign
It was me or them, and nigga, I wasn't goin'
Just like Top, I got a Baba Akh, if you try him, he blowin'
This shit don't stop, nigga, the weather, the storm