[Intro: Quilly]
All Star, look

[Verse 1: Quilly]
These n***as' sweet like cinnamon
I'm bout to come at everybody like Eminem!
I don't care if small like Wee-man
Or I don't care if he big like Timbaland!
.50 on me, that'll put a end to many men
Pockets on puff daddy; all about the Benjamins
I'm coming off the top, where should I begin?
I never had a plate, now I'm digging in
Stop textin' me, stop callin' me, you stalking
I walk inside the Louie store, no discounts or bargains
Go to Macy's, go to Bloomingdales for that polo, I'm Carlton
I'm blacked out, I'm rapped out, yeah bitch, I'm done talking
Yeah, I'm talking shit and I'm real proud
Yeah I'm smokin' good and it's real loud
Yeah, I'm in my hood without a damn job
Yeah I paid my bail and I'm still out