Queens, killa, killa Queens) This is how we put it down, this is Veteran's Day We work hard so we can play hard and push them big things Persistent,
I can tell how you move its written all in your vibe So fuck ya man cuz what he livin is a lie He commercial its only 10 seats on them planes that we
you ain't watching them Playing me close but I'm not feeling them Could it be the time piece flooded with chips? You with me cause I flex brigets around
since kids meals Lee jeans, label blocks and big wheels Ever since then I've been a fuckin' problem Feelin' like Bruce Wayne and this is Gotham Now I got them
the middle of them wet Her girlfriends with her and all of them next I passed them a bottle, gave all of them X Head pussy popper, so all of them expect
Blowin, niggaz ain't knowin, how far this shit is goin I wrote all my shit, but niggaz always talkin bout what I owe them But I'm gon' show them, real
court The honorable judge muthafuckin' Too Short Presidin' over Superior Players Court First case is the State vs. Fate Wilson A.K.A. Baby Flex You bein
day I play awake a nigga learnin' by haters See I take a ho, and shake a ho, that's how we live All women ain't bitches but see most of them is, uhh
now I'll disappear, you'll wonder how Lookin' for me, I'm underground Here comes the rain and thunder now Nowhere to run, to run to now I'll disappear, you'll wonder how
a writer now Than a rapper now Got me payin' taxes now Can't relax now Got big corporations, sending me faxes now More than just Yo now CEO now You see them diamonds and them
never hung over With me the Rapanova The big noser Poking around under your girlfriend's clothes That's where the Humpty nose goes when the doors close I never love
the street watch how quick that shit be gone I rap like I'm quick enough but catch 'em full of zones When my work hits the street watch how quick that
nigga some love, show that nigga some love And for the ones in the back, who be smokin' the bud Show them boys some love, show them boys some love Now
drunk, and smoked out I used to go to his crib and visit his kids He used to make his daughter and his son box Yo I love them kids, they love they pops
then I called Nino Meet me at the airport, feds is on the stalk Almost got caught cause the dumb bitch talked How much you makin? What we're doin, wouldn't live that How
that record Pumpin me, they bumpin me playas know they respect it Ladies love it, the streets ready as they except it And show you mothafuckas how to flex