known as a killa, blood spilla,
neighborhood drug deala/
Im slangin grams , gettin rich dats da masta plan/
so when u see me wit cash in my hand
understand dat da merchandice is on demand/
when i seen da cops i aint ran i stared em down/
to me they aint shyt but clowns
i just a king wearin da crown/
i stay lounged back rollin up anotha fat sack/
cuz i take time out da day to relax
smokin so much im surprised my lungs aint collapse/
