[Verse 1]

Young aggressor, born into the life of crime

I would walk down the streets strapped with two nines

Bitch smacking, jacking niggas, g dub stacking figures

Police drive by, I was click clacking triggers

Jay3 de lucas put me with the fam to grow

I was a boss amongst white boys rocking the flow

I had hoes, bankrolls and minks by the dozen

My ride's quick, they just wasn't

Trying to make me a made man, they fucked up the game plan

I blacked out on them and started my own clan

Black gambino, black suits, black syndicate

My crime fam was tight, every move was intricate

The coke was brought in from by bad columbian mules

Gorgeous women that I draped down in jewels

Streets fight started, mafia wars in italy

Crime fam against fam and no one could do diddely

[Hook]

Do the dirty work, bring in the coke by the boatloads

Go against the grain, nigga, I feed nose holes

Follow no family rules, rules are for fools

Chase the paper cause it's the cash that rules

[Verse 2]

Fuck the lord of fam, it's the lord of land

You don't like how I move then try to force my hand

I'm moving keys, they couldn't touch my pianos

Putting pressure on them gambinos...

They love my money, they hate to see a nigga getting it

Selling drugs is taboo, but I ain't fucking sweating it

The dirt gotta get done so I took my position

One day I'm just... with a lot of ambition

Next I got status, dinners with all courses

Flights in and out of the country, they getting nauseous

Money, power, respect; rise of the black suits

Talk shit behind my back, but to my face salute

Hugs and handshakes, they can't stop my reign

Got the coconut, pilots bringing shit on their plane

It's a shame, they ain't have the balls to make moves

They pussies, couldn't walk a mile in my shoes

[Hook]