Came back like Jordan in the 4 5 just to show em I can still fade on em
I know that they hated
I know that they waited
Like Jesus they counted the days for em
Actually
I know that she mad that I left and I know that she ask for me
Blasphemy
How the f***k you really thought that that bitch was a match for me
Theres a lot of talk a lot of speculation
Bitches still want to f***k but the boyfriends hatin
Countin up the blue faces thats meditation
Top dollar for good tree thats medication
I come from broke life was to f***ked up for me to joke
Now they greet me and wave like they seen the pope
Pourin 2 when I roll 3 to feel afloat
Woah Woah
Couldn't cry when them days wasn't sunny
Must be stupid to f***k up the money
We just paid ya rent jus to fill up the tummy
She dont give it up till her nose gettin runny
I drank up a check and I smoked up ya quota
Drowned all the pain when I dripped in the soda
Concrete jungles with lions and cobras
If we talkin Coca we not talkin Cola
Word to motha had a pack in my breifs
If it aint bout the money breif
If they ask me to talk No speech
Couldn't see me, Im high outta reach
Couldnt f***k with me like I was celibate
Throw the money up just for the hell of it
F***k a hater cause they hate is irrelevent
Rollin em up then we fly like a pelican
Woah Woah
I seen the angels and demons they battlin
I seen the snakes in the grass they was rattlin
We dont discuss what we did wit the Marilyn