Ain’t jokin’, do it sound like I’m kiddin’ I been makin’ like 2000 a minute So high up through the clouds Maybe Martin and Gina, but we ain’t thinkin’ bout behind the scenes The way I kill it, lose our voice when she tryin’ to scream We from Decorato, blocker, red tape, form I’m slidin’ near a date Bunch of hollows fittin’ out the block I been sayin’ my young is hard-lid, so they ain’t playin’ no games We really want him dead, he got hit up close range When everybody go through somethin’, it’s all about perseverance They was countin’ me out, I put passion in every Bondin’ over drugs and pain, dirty sprites, yeah My dog was one of a kind, I know your type real I put you through so much and I apologize I’m cash in checks, I hope he’s trying to stop the crime Smooth criminal, Mike Jack And I still like to throw the four five like Mike Vak Pull that tank out just to make Walkin’ slow up to that casket, tears rainin’ from his eyes Homies left forever, I ain’t get to wave and say goodbye Remember we was starvin’, we was lurkin’ for a lick Now I’m on my way to stardom, hoes stoppin’ me for pics Park the Benz in Calabasas, yeah young nigga red all red