[Hook]
As I look around the room full of souls
Some appear innocent, but don't be fooled
They break the code when you living rich
Cheese
[Verse 1]
He became a target once his tracks got in the local stores
Used to scream his name a lot, they called him mister vocal chords
They planned attacks still he ate them like herbivores
Once you get a name it just ain't the same
If you don't break them half of your profit, their feelings change
But when you're dead broke they're right with you, straight riders
The only thing that could bend ya man is the dollar - pause
They at your neck when you're popping collars
So don't get too preppy, it might get messy
Especially when you let your mans know your plan
They stab you in the back and give you dap with the same hand
For reasons that the world may never understand
They got a hold on your soul, you don't know the half
The Devil is a liar, stay away from polygraphs
If you don't wanna know the truth, your best friend be your worst enemy
So if you trying to make 'em your dawg, I recommend you check the pedigree
First, verse
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
You gotta be quick and catch the switch like this
It's a blurry night in BK, we on a mission to up the intuition
Each trying to eat from homes with empty kitchens
A pot to piss in was never given so we taking it from an apartment
And slowly the argument starting
Deciding on who should hold the gun, my homie Buns
He think he slick, he trying to run and go tell someone
We wait for the victim to leave, they go to the deli
Then we run in the crib, it's kind of dark, so it's looking like belly
All you hear is ''pop, pop, pop''
I grabs what I grabs
We all tripping, sniffing for the cash
It's going swell so far, then I had to stop
Cause I heard sirens, yo, I think somebody called the cops
We tried to run, but they already stomping up the stairs
Through my right ear I hear ''y'all ain't going nowhere''
So now we rolling through the hood in a cop car
Kids from school thinking it's cool screaming out ''what's up, y'all?''
They get us to the station and called our mamas letting 'em know we was wilding
But she just tell em' bring us to the island
And right before the officer tries to negotiate
He tell us if we tell the truth then he would get up out our face
He asked my homies first, guess what these s**ers do
They tell him Astronomical's the leader of the crew
He got the weapons, he did the planning
And they smiling
While I'm miserable up in Rikers Island
And when I get out,, yo, oh my God, I swear
The officer just gone have to give me another year
So what's the moral of the story, son?
Trust no one