Standing on my first step, both feet in the street Drinkin 40 ounce beer, eating sunflower seeds Lounging, all day with my crew on the block We sell weed in boxes and hash in rocks Not worried about a thing, fiends calling my phone Im in the supermarket shopping some food for home We on the rise, taking one step at a time The cop lovers are calling "The Officer's Hot line" [faggot] 10 one time got to the corner We're so quick to dump shit that we had on us And when the raid is off - we at it again The taste of big bucks got us screaming fuck a pen Step my game up, copped me a golden Rolex My partners spent their money on pistol polish The voice in my head is telling me that we're almost over But I cant hear a damn thing sober