(Verse 1)
They want to see ya swing at a 3rd strike
like being black and doing time is a birth right
little bad ass, since a dirt bike
use ta hide crack sacks by the curb light
back then, a fiend was a sure sight
and like the Clan we needed it to be pure white
u know the pure type, cus when ya get it in
it smell like a boat dock in Medellin (Columbia)
really trying ta turn cheddar green
awe, the snitch is gonna burn everything
saw a kilo, took a garden hose to the root of all evil
one drop bada-bing!
got to get it, easy as the exchange
connected it and said, catch ya on the next plane
Im just trying ta stay ahead game
stick and move or get, hung by your neck chain.

(Hook)
Drug Runner…roll on
Dope Dealer….thats yo song
hey hussla….what u say hussla ……….take it away

I sell cocaine, wit my eyes closed
like a Big pimp, wit all the fly hoes
bought the whole gang, assault rifles
if I die tonight, thats how the dice rolls
over here its just,……..the way that life goes

(Verse 2)
But when the hot grease popped off
thats when the chicken got, tossed in the hot sauce
the rat sung like a bird, with the track off
said if he saw me on the street, its hats off
thats all talk, he was that soft
I found him on his way home, he was that lost
Jack,……. I seen em in his fast car
shouldn't drive with your face on the dashboard
hit the wrong note playin these keys
thinking it was sweeter than the Bees Knees
tweeter talk, teetered tottered with the police
you'd a thought, he was coming from the old street
can't hide a wolf when theres no sheep
or pull the wool over my eyes, when I don't sleep
youuuuu…...should of stuck wit Duck Confit
instead trying ta cook birds with the OG.

(Hook)

(Verse 3)
Hey Yo, Yayo, yo who want the magic
pay me on delivery huh, who want the attic
on earth as it is in heaven, but it isn't heaven
delivered at the 12th hour, as it is 11
nowhere to run, Reverend Im over due
but money make you think your walking on the water too
naw, so now Im hollering a audible
like Mr. Pusha listen this is what u oughtta do
smarter too, fall back if ya can't cope
cus what it all crack up to be, aint dope
I know your song, "AS LONG AS IT AINT BROKE"
ya niggas still don't get it do ya huh
……man, you act as if I aint spoke
like I aint showed u a life style that aint yo's
try ta tell the Dog what its all about
before they put the little man, in the Big House.

(Hook)