[Verse 1: Nines]
Skinny n***a with a fat belly
I'm selling cheese straight off the BlackBerry
In the night I be chilling with a fly bitch
I was born broke but guarantee I die rich
Uh, It's that n***a with the crazy flow
Wish my n***as in the pen could hear me on the radio
These pagans want to hear that Nines got merked
No time to write bars, the line's clockwork
Armani'd off like it's my clothing line
Me and my n***a my streets, we put in overtime
Always bunning cheese, I don't know the sober me
Off camera I was giving out O's for free
They wanna see me quit, one day I be legit
Disappear out the hood on some genie shit
Rappers want me to slow down but I just begun
5 bricks a day, I had a disgusting run

[Bridge: Maestro La Forge, Nines & Choir]
CR (CR) (Yo shoutout to all the manden)
CR(CR) (Say nuttin) S! (Free all my bros still)
(CR) S (Church Road Soldiers)
Free my n***as

[Verse 2: Nines]
I'm about to make history
It's the G with more chains than Mr. T
Come through looking brighter than a Christmas tree
You came for trouble, I came for girls
But I still won't hesitate to make it rain with shells
You see the neck? I've got to keep a Tec
Have a shot, make a n***a dive, Petr Cech
You know how much nights I bleached in the bush?
Feeling frass cos I mixed the cheese with the kush
I'm blowing up like dynamite
The flow be china white
I'm rhyming tight, I'm shining bright, [?] blinding sight
I got all kinds of Nikes, my Air Forces' diamond white
I just grind at night, that's why I hardly get time to write
I was only 13 when I sold a draw
Now I got more green than Bulbasaur
I'm about to cop a mansion far abroad
Hate to see shit that I can't afford
[Hook: Maestro La Forge, Nines, Choir & Inchez]
CR (Yeah man) (Yes you know!)
(I got Maestrizy on the buttons)
CR (Look out for the video)
(Yes you know!) S! (Take over)
CR S! (Real City, these n***as be on time/That'll soon hit the streets you know)

[Verse 3: Nines]
Cheeks my grease when I see Police
Stones looking like shattered glass in the Jesus Piece
2010 I had a hella run
Saw my first 100 G's before I turned 21
Shit was slow when I first started to flip dro
Now the wrist glow like a ceiling in a disco
Louis Vuitton's on my feet
Them n***as OT, got my songs on repeat,
Feds got me on a double bell
I lost a couple bricks that's another L
My new boo's looking like a Cover Girl
If I ain't got the strally then the shank's on base
My bud's green with orange hair like Blanca's face
While these n***as roll around in their fake jewels
I just spent £1200 on some suede shoes
I can't see the time the way my Rollie glow
I expect paybacks, but not guys that owe me dough
[Outro: Maestro La Forge, Nines, Choir & Inchez]
One more time
CR (Yeah) (CR!)
(Don't compare me to all these rappers, B/Never that, fam)
CR (CR!) S! (We on some BMF shit/I feel you fam/Zino Records/You don't know/Crime Scene)
S! (Ice City Jewels in a PT)
CR (Yeah) (My city!) (1 Arda, say nutting)
CR (My city!) S! (Ah)
1 Arda/S! (I don't have to say nuttin, my n***a just told you)
My city!
(You dig?
Shoutout all the crew: North, South, East, West
Larger ever supporting de ting, you na?
You dun know!)