i gotta do it, my expenses are expensive
my soldiers on the move, my clique is aprehensive
i got dem blueprints in my mind, so i gotta be on my grind
i can't sit back and unwind if i expect to shine
i can't yet afford my beats, so i'm acappella in the street
these girls want my heat, all they gettin is cold feet
just gimme all my props, i already got my rocks
i'm claiming south 53 and i'm settin up shop
if u got beef i'm gon eat it up and spit u out
$1400 in my mouth trust me we ain't gonna talk it out
all you'll get is a broken neck, so u best go walk it out
my soldiers can bodybag ya, let the 5-0 chalk u out
we goin straight up like paula, to the top get at me and my catch 22 boyz holla