Against the Wall

What up? What up though? What's shakin'? Shit, we shakin'.

Ins, your highness. Sleeper cell Vig You'll never catch me faking or

switch up for a drop. Got these cowards out here hating and they worse

than these cops Look me in my face and be scared to talk

'cause I'm never out of place when I'm making it pop. They pray that

I stop, but I play for the crop. I ain't had to in a

minute but I blaze up the spot. I escaped out of the plot

of being straight on the block. I don't need it. In the crates