i run with crooks that be in donald goines books thugs selling drugs up on blocks cops and lady looks ain t nothing pretty in my city that s shitty my man s was running round up on the isle he caught a buck fitty to the grill things are getting ill at times it makes me wanna holla when i m down to my last dollar bill we keepin it real see that s the only way to keep it see i m a legal drug thug getting legal drug money so peep it back in the days when we used to hear about the square i heard alotta bodies used to get caught up by shotties there and out in 40 where ebonishah got killed and i be like playing cuz it feel so much envy got to kill a man if he comes fear my path shout outs to the j wrath and the whole lb staff it s all right it s all right it s all right it s all right it s all right i feel light smoke and ball every day and night kill em with the lost boy crew in the park ass in the pool and the fools gettin sparked i feel higher level nigga they roll with the devils spring i be doing my thing with my crew this is how i do with the pretty ralou and spigg nice and freak and mr cheeks rolling dice and ripping up concretes i m like coming in the winter where the sun and the shine i m the brightest star niggas ask who are you i m freaky tah that s who i am i be bugging cuz i don t give a damn chilling with my niggas i m quick to pull triggers and get to get biggest copping up all the figures listen when i come into it all right i be bugging up blowing like dynomite just chill and relax don t tax lost boyz in the back  yo one two you find a place to really run to when it s on so welcome into my zone it s dex coming into your home and then i blends in with tones that makes ya knees buckle and numbs ya back bone i m back from the home of the nappy vagabonds that means i just flew in from queens to earn my presidents by any means cuz my third eye and me and my society is firing me you see beef you can t defy the g in it s entirety aiyo dred my soul colide the dead so earning bread my eyes of though with red ll bop ya heads up a urban dweller we creepin diggin ya cellars at night and it s all right the microphone i split apart i be like moses what you suppose miss i be with the fellas puffing l every day of the wake me freaky tah and pretty lou and the spigg digging deep down into the grave i dismiss any mc who tries to go against this my crew is very thick i reprsent the van wyck and 1 3 4 knocking at your fucking door close your window i be having baggy jeans timberland boots steel toe i be getting biz yo big dex take a pull of this l so i can go and raise some hell from the back i will attack twelve o clock exact wearing black timberlands and a phil jacket i be with the niggas and we be causing racket can t forget mark and the b lover and my nigga melquan the don niggas getting on the fame i be with the man whos insane big henny shout out to all of my men in the pen even upstate niggas pushing weight niggas pushing weight and bitches it s all right think it to yourself a tear fell from my eye i gots to get wide niggas got to die every day another another another niggas take cover with the new shit that hold nine got ta 