Belly Of The Beast

I'm a product of my environment

Og's goin' into early retirements

This is the art of war, black diamonds in the automo

If I talk, might start a war

Show starter, go to shaw, de la hoya

Son got a stick for the breast, [?]

Public announcements for public houses

Playn with they freedom, touchin' thousands

Rich folks send they kids off to yale

Raw folks send they kids off to jail

So fuck takin' limits and makin' limitname

We can take a half an ounce, turn it to a 28th

My bitch can't dress and neva [?]

A nigga can't drive a whip unless the whip's foreign

We in the club, throwin' tax free hundids

20 Niggas up and outta three black hummers

Stop puttin' fake grills on a whack green hyunits

Niggas ain't tryna see max b numbers

Hold yo head, son, this murda ran wrong

One for the struggle, two for the pain

Three for the kids out muggin' for change

Cause the bills don't stop, the bills don't stop

It's the belly of the beast and we ain't hungry

It's sticky fingers, you know I'm bout to black out

I neva go to sleep nigga, I pass out

And I don't wake up, I come to

I'm scared to death cause everything I do come true

I got a lot of things, but no sympathy

I keep the ratchet pockets neva on empty

I'm in that bentley, please don't tempt me

Compound lawyers, I beat in the temp beat

Look at my face, do it look like I'm jokin'?

The beat it nosey niggas get they nose broken

Sometimes the hardest nigga be the most sour spoken

Pop on guns, get thrown in the ocean

I'm not a gambler, a hustle nigga cashed out

Before I break, I pull that guns and that mask out

As a kid, I was raised in the trap [??]

Like a rat throwin' rocks thru a glass house