Procall

[Intro: Sample & Rome Streetz]
—Why we are as we are
Why we take decisions as we do
And then the implications for policymakers
Knowing that, then why don't we use them, you know?
A lot of niggas rap but they ain't fuckin' with this, that's a fact
Don't give a fuck what y'all listen to
You know who the fuck it is, man (You know who the fuck it is)
Check (Fuck this shit)
Yo, check it

[Verse 1]
Definitely gettin' all of mine, what the fuck is probably?
Life a bitch, I fuck it and fuck the world, no monogamy (Fuck it)
Flipped a lot of E just so I can cop me a pot to pee (Uh-huh)
The hustle in my blood, I gotta get it, it was prophecy
I was a young nigga, runnin' wild, reckless robberies
Backin' out revolvers for your property
Now thе product potent and popular like the patеnt leather Prada sneaks (Leather)
Made legal paper off my criminology (Yeah)
Honestly follow my own path, no role models showed me what I could be (Wasn't nobody there)
Reefer, Redi-Rock, and narcotics grew me the dollar tree
That's why every time that I drop shit, they flock to me (Uh-huh)
To the world stage from out of the cage, look what I achieved (Check it)
The wise crook in gold and fly garments, tricks inside his sleeve
The dumb ask, "Why?" and base they thoughts on what the blind believe (Wise up)
Gotta know when to press the brakes and when it's time to speed
Be a wolf, but know when you gotta rock the disguise as sheep (Uh-huh)
Lullaby, I gotta sleep, I see the prize from deep
Like the quarterback, all the sauce is what they often lack
Record some bullshit and call it rap
I'm the author that they call for smack
Now my fortune's stackin', I need all of that

[Chorus]
Yeah, smell the chronic in my trench coat
Lessons from the trenches, dunn, every blood ain't your kinfolk
Where I'm from, you either usin' that shit or you sling dope
Got a job or you dead broke, chokin' on weed or lead smoke
Smell the chronic in my trench coat
Lessons from the trenches, dunn, every blood ain't your kinfolk
Where I'm from, you either usin' that shit or you sling dope
Got a job or you dead broke, chokin' on weed or lead smoke

[Verse 2]
Ayo, shorty said I'm handsome
I deserve all the money because I look like it
You losers washed up, can't fuck with me in the slightest
You my seed as I proceed to lead the sightless
And all my A, it likes the plays to get the paper right
The streets ain't for play, I keep the pistol with the laser sight
Lotta niggas ain't make it, shorty told me I should pray at night Said I live a crazy way of life
Yeah, I'm always in traffic and my best friend is the digital weight device
I combine this with that to pay the lights
'Cause rap checks come once in a while, I gotta get it every day in life
I'll never start a mission and understand I'll never need Uncle Sam (Fuck that nigga)
'Cause dope dealer been my job description
I'ma always eat, I got better work than the competition
And I don't see none, 'cause everything they do is like a rerun
Sellin' that weed, re-rock, come take a speedbump
The game ain't free but it's still each one, teach one
I fucked the world and got the bitch pregnant off the precum (I did)
They told you I was shinin' every time that they seen son
Real shit, I used to leave residue on the visionware
It's weird how the church broke but the preacher a millionaire (Huh)
It's all finesse, you need to start listenin' more and talkin' less (Wise up)
Before I put these whores in Dior, I call up my connect (Fuck with that)

[Outro: Sample]
—Why we are as we are
Why we take decisions as we do
And then the implications for policymakers
Knowing that, then why don't we use them, you know
In order to get the outcome that we desire?