The Way (Intro)

I said..fuck em all, muthafuck em all

Ya'll done turned a good guy into a chuckie doll

I would've been your friend till the end bitch

Guess there ain't no friends in this shit bidness

Just a bunch of assholes in the shit bidness

But they won't flush me down the toilet bowl without my tissue

These bitches talk shit out the same mouth they kiss you

These niggas kiss ass with the same mouth that diss you

Eww, you niggas disgust me

And they ain't talkin bout shit unless they discuss me

Let's talk about how, I'm killin errything I touches

Or how I walked in this game with no crutches

No diddy, no dupri, no dr. Dre

No cash money from baby and no rocs from jay

And I'm still here

We still here

What does this break dude?..it's still here

And dude talk, concernin new york

When I was runnin the city you was learnin to walk

So I watched you niggas take they first steps

And I was happy for ya, daddy was clappin for ya

But, wasn't for me prolly wouldnt've happened for ya

So I rest my case

I'm a rappin lawyer

That's unless you wanna talk bad bitches

Section full of bridezillas, that's mad bitches

No words, I describe em with letters best

They pretty as can be, curvy as the letter "s"

They keep it g, they sweet as t

Look good in the passenger seat of v

They ride double r, smell like double c

The bags are l.v., d, or a double g

Fly as hell, shades wire cell

On e, sippin p.j., high as hell

And please don't even talk about swag

I'm cool and collective

A fool with perspective

I'm far from being typical my respect is reciprocal

I already came up

You still on the zipper pull

And I would say my style is 5th fab meets brooklyn

I keep the hood watchin, I got the streets lookin

They watch what I do, so they know what to do

Lil money never told big money what to do

Money talks, if you speak guapanese

A language better known if you gettin cheddar holmes

If not get a loan, use that like rosetta stone

And that way you can holla bout a dolla

I hear em cryin broke, they holla like a toddler

Come holla at yo gualla, dont holla at sovallas

You'll end up down under tryna holla at koalas

I keep that nine on me, ala iguodala

We can get it jumpin like the drolics on impala

I feel like neno lettin em rock wallas off the colla

Somebody tell me something, what the fuck happened?

Somebody talk to me, muthafuck rappin

They infiltrated the game, but who let in the pookies?

Kingpins is snitchin that shit is not lookey

So fuck new friends unless they stay solo

Cuz who gon' watch you back after you kill manolo?

Isn't it ironic santana's own fella stabbed him

The king of new york die while I yellow cabbed him

No carlito's way

When I spot a hater drop him like a hot potatoe

Youahead, got me later

Yeah I keep it gangsta but I'm'ma do it my way

The new day of the week is called my day

So its my say, pass my k

I'm thru talkin