Go Sunday avenue, we’re talking to their selves
 Somebody been sell then dreams again, 
Breath again, the breeze it’s full of trees again 
The beat spread under the street 
It’s ‘bout to leave but then tiffs
And holy, gets ready to fit the chiddy,  
The nuddle have barely cook 
Like they knew that the kitchen cookin’ up wishes 
With powder flower, get bend 
And take the baby 
It’s better than stay in refrigerator 
Too keep it fresh and to be on 
Every day it’s preparation for on to get on 
A hola cost what it cost you 
Wanna get all to one on to 
Get three stacks and bring it back to the fortress
Rapping five finger round
Not much cash and make the motherfucking cash 
Quit the cash and play 
Checking gas and then load it 
And they rolling for, for 
And they rollin’ pow-pow 
On the shoulders , so we slow but we goin’, wouldn’t you?
If you scared, so you scared cuz they comin’ throw swippin’
And nobody got a problem, swip it over you 
Trust the shadows as thick, full of mattress it’s get over, 
Get pass and just suck a dick 
Skin of glass, kill it fashion, 
It’s spinnin’ back so quit pack 
Spending to get a gat 
Fuck about a rap, rappers are bad when they got a truck 
Better they leaving these streets 
And it’s probably eating a map 
Versus, versus the harsh of Versace
Versus the nurse and the pain 
Slaim and beat it with no brain 
And the same fox, say it today 
To the same fox, never see a cady drip in cady pain 
On the black after the rain 
Fuck her, prepare for the storm 
Hope you got a blanket for your body keep it worm
But spoken words are sweet 
Scream motherfucker dreams to chick 
They ain’t even gotta sleep, don’t sleep just clipin’ bitch