Cocaine Cowboys

[Verse 1]
Every day it's the same in my hood, nigga
Them lil niggas came up, they pullin triggas
Lil niggas don't listen, can't tell them shit
They bout whatever you bout, have your whole crew hit
I don't pay for it dog, I never been a trick
But if I'm late on the rent, I'll hit me a lick
Lil Nard still on tenth, flooding the spot
Went out of town, getting money, til the shit got hot
But that's just like black niggas, just salute the cap
One thing bout the rock: you can take it to any block
Tell him "hit me on the hip" when he tryna cop
Lil twin got Es on the corner and center
And Lil Dame rock seem to be the biggest I remember
Five O'clock rush, better be on your turf
Cause they gon need they fix when they get off work
Some of you niggas...softer than Nerf balls
Me and my niggas...harder than golf balls
Stood tall...through the YA and the hall
One thing on the mind...that's ball
So keep the bricks coming til the ATF call

[Interlude]
In the beginning, Max was giving me like 75, 100 kilos a week
Eventually, when Max saw I was serious, and this was happening every week
When you bring so many million dollars every week
You all of a sudden, you grow, you know, a bond becomes between people

[Verse 2]
Yeah, that's my motherfuckin friend
Me and them together, the coke came in
I started on Kem, til I got my first Benz
5 room house...just to count the ends
The one across the street? That's the money we spend
And the one on the corner? That's the one we stack in
No flossy shit, so a nigga blend in
No talking on the phone, not even to my next of kin
Dope in a duffle bag, like I'm going to the gym
Said he want 2 bricks, hit him off with the twins
25 for a whole, so that's 50 for them
And you know me, I was getting em for the 10
And my niggas on the block sell a ki a day and rock
What you call that? Nigga I call that jackpot
But I need to fall back cause the town too hot
I want it all, so the hustle will never stop
Where I'm from, they givin em 25 or better
So you might as well get yo cheddar
You buy a new car, you better buy a new wit us
Man I'm too clever
Stop grinding? Nigga, never

[Interlude]
You know, a lot of times I would make a deal where instead of paying me the cash
Outta this 500 kilos, give me 100 for myself, and I could sell it for 25 thousand
So as the loads would come, I'd be going through and pulling out the best ones
Because they weren't all the same
I'd be throwing em over here and throwing em over here
And then again, then I'm gon max it out and make it like every trick
750, a million dollars

[Verse 3]
J. Stalin
What you niggas know about a million dollars in cash?
100 bricks at the airport in the back of the cab
I'm getting paranoid, I know this shit won't last
Fuck, I'm turning over the coke too fast
Flagged when I'm driving, somebody following my ass
But fuck that, being broke in the past
I find out a nigga snitching, had to take out the trash
I see them snake ass niggas, time to cut my grass
The bricks dead, and they gone in a flash
Took 72 hours to count that cash
Pistols on my hand, more money in a van
More coke on the way, I do it the G way
Even had the bitch bring it on the expressway
It's a beautiful morning, I'm selling coke today

{Instrumental]