young nigga stay up chilling in my lair dunking on my fears thank the man upstairs oh wow imma have to pull up with the pump imma pull up on your block and tell you this ain t what you want young nigga stay up chilling in my lair dunking all my fears thank the man upstairs oh oh oh oh oh oh i m at one with it all i m at one with it all never settle for never come when they call be one with your god homie don t fuck wit don t be on fuck shit fuck the republic don t let the gov ment the dea and they clutch all your substance see my cd playing tell me you loved it which one was your jam new york with the fam stuffing the grams bumping the cam all over the globe but what do you know this nigga is gone what were the odds keep playing your cards how come every time i m in the kitchen you be in the kitchen free to my addiction i don t need no intervention i be on a mission i be in them pippens i be booty grippin perfect world boys are prolly never trippin that s not why we live it is what it is i know what i want you get what you give i m blowing a piff i m pouring a fifth let s roll to the crib you know what it is you know what it is i was and my spirit a rise illustrated through the pen upon which our love just appears  the way we go away we flow