The Myth

[Intro] [Verse 1] Cocaine Cowboys, Heroin Indians Drug dealer fly, which car to put the Fendi in I'm in a condo on a Louis couch New York fly nigga, California gooey out Mobster, know I got the tooly out Cops come, you don't even put the doobie out From the block, them niggas will make a movie out Everybody fly like they got gear from groovy house G'd up, know what you out for I get high riding out to the Outlawz Broke right hand, load the southpaw Get off the turnpike, different route ya How I know they sent a different scout ya Trying to figure out, how the cat got the mouse ya Trying to figure out, how the dog got the cat ya From the hood where they let it go blat! ya Weird science, simple math Take a cab wherever you got the rental at Check the spot wherever the connect sent you at Check the credit of homie that fucking lent you that Word! [Verse 2] Smoke break, at the table bagging up snowflakes 9 mil at my waist, but I don't feel so safe Cuz a lot of niggas is dos face I mean two face, bitches get yo'food laced I don't stay in the spot unless the mood straight I rather be mad high in my new place Rather be mad high in my old place Wondering if the pearly gates is white like Colgate A lot of dollar bills, can't fold straight Cuz the knot thick, told you that the plots thick You in the way, you gon' hear the Glock click God bless this ignorant and obnoxious [Verse 3] European American, V's with the smoke tints Ten rack, black label suit with the smoke scent Meet the connect by the ocean I do my deals on the beach Up to my neck in the water, and it ain't sweet Cuz trust is an issue The ice pick tip with the rust gon' hit you It cut through your tissue Cuz you could go to jail, niggas'll act like they miss you It's only when they see you, when you gone they forget you I fell in love with the money, and lust with the pistol Always hated the cops, say fuck when they get you I still "Kill Bill" ill, monster from "300" Talking money to G's want it We roll up then we load up It's a cocaine deal or a hold up? I could care less about the set that you throws up [Verse 4] Came from nothing, used to have nothing Now I'm somebody and I got a lil something Rich nigga, Ritz nigga You don't know this nigga I don't like snakes, i'll kill it if it hiss nigga Rat nigga, snitch nigga Rap nigga, fuck 'em all My posse over there tell your girl to go suck em off They say I'm underated, I just be getting faded Cuz niggas'll have your name all on the affidavit I find it fascinating I know how to kill em all, holiday'll kill em off When ghost procrastinating You could see the holy ghost I stretch your flat ? , take some herb in your pocket You could call that the holy smoke We ain't cut from the same cloth I'm the boss, we couldn't work for the same boss Point blank nigga, I would shoot your brains off In the spot, the manteca and the cane soft But you know that the bass hard Dealer death and there ain't no safe card That's Alchemist, this is Alchemy Sniper on the balcony, higher then the Falcon be It's a pack of wolves and you know I'm where the alpha be Guns go north, but the drugs go south for me If anybody is out for me Better go the fuck in, cuz I'm gonna go the fuck in New York fly, California high Miami hustle when I get up on a pie Down south lean, midwest bounce And I wanna double up, it's the buck that counts