POINTGUARD

I asked the plug where the gas at he ain't get a duffel
So I shot him where his back at he cabled a muscle
And I got trauma from my back-back I won't let it go
When I see him push his cap back, he [kiss momma door?]
And hope God got Raekwon some chance back watch over his shoulder
Police asking where the stash at, I know that he talked
Only locked for one year, how you already home?
That shit hurting my soul, really weigh on my mind
For these niggas risked my freedom man, several times
It's all good I stay solid on my bar I won't switch
By the time you get home we'll have a million dollar crib
More victims on the block, more ways to get rich
I'm transcontinental with, all the pleas and the vics
Seen G's turn bitch when police getting pinched
Trees get seized, if we get caught by the D's
I told the plug right then I put the Glock to his knees
Like hand it over nigga
You [?] me
I'm tired of living po' I see you living comfortably
Might shoot a nigga in the teeth and put the loot in my jeans
And gather all the drugs, take 'em home, and serve 'em to fiends
Fuck the fame and the claim
I want the diamond, gold, platinum, and green
Proper places plot the loveliest schemes
I'm supposed to get it
My dead homies told me all in my dreams
I'm in the beige Cam circling and searching for fiends
And with my main mans he got the dog ain't box in no rings
I brought the doggie in the spot like [?]

[Outro]
You seen the news
You know what my niggas on
Fox5, Washington Post, whatever man