Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo Woke up, brushed my teeth, looked in the mirror, see my handsome face I barely couldn't sleep, I'm bout to make a hundred grand today Helmet length, sweats with the splashes, kiss Ace on the forehead and grab the ratchet Ferrari stripped down in the garage, re-scooping the large Smacked my plug, got the bass track, his roof had stars The old duffel with 250, bought ten, he frontin' ten I sell my shits for thirty-five, I got a ten, play bout to hit Hit my nigga out in Cleveland, he can meet me out in Erie Said he was gon' bring his cousin, nigga acted kinda scary I said, boo, meet me at 5, same place, every time Somethin' bout this time, no, it had a bad vibe Got there for fifty-eight, hit him up, he said he pullin' in I hopped out, went to the trunk and then removed a ten, he got out Talkin' all loud, laughin', wear his bag, I'm thinkin' Then I seen his cousin grabbed it, somethin' don't feel right Let me get this 350 and I'm out, I ain't even bout to count Went to grab the jet bag, then I seen the 40 flash Nigga said, give it up, my heart start beatin' fast Gave it up, then them niggas sped off in the wagon And then I made a call, I need him dead, but they was taxin' I didn't give a fuck, them niggas pussy, what it is His cousin on the force, but he a rookie, live in Cleveland Heights Got a wife and three kids, we need a addy Make sure we get them ten bricks back, get at me Two hours later, the fuck nigga got to his house Put the jet bag down, then he fell on the couch Thought he hit a good one, then he heard a noise upstairs Called his wife, there ain't no response He hopped up out the chair, went up the staircase Heard his newborn cryin', walked in the nursery Then bullets start flyin', wife was tied up Seven hit the nigga, tore his ass up My nigga jetted down the stairs, grabbed the bag, they was out of there Three hours later, got my ten bricks back Got my ten bricks back Kissed, staced on the forehead, goodnight, goodnight The rookie cop fam not havin' it, intelligence was hella bent Once upon a time, when the swag was in development What is kinfolk into? Shots ring through, see a bag drop I speed in SUVs back width, so inchin' up Viewin' what I'm doin', gun crewin' It was about 100 thou, I returned it since I knew him Said, fast like my nigga, please don't ask about it Richard Later on, breaking news, chalk outline, a bitch hurt A noise outside, see cops all tense with apprehend Gun flyin' over backyard fence with a shot to his leg He damn near bust in my crib, didn't sight, excited, tied it Hide me, hide me, boom, boom, boom No, I didn't see any flee from the check Thoroughbests lay here till tomorrow They tweeze out the bullets, so unmanage it Said, thank you, Rick And once we were far in the trunk of my car Said, got it from here, one of his peers, yeah, so I let him out And now, gettin' tortured, I see questions about his whereabouts Can you say daddy? Daddy