Son I was a young n***a hustling
Me serving a D was unheard of, unless a D served me
Speak words superbly, its clear you heard me
Your idea of a real n***a changed
I'm into bigger things
I'm tryin to maintain the same aim of prisoners
Drug dealers and my n***as who gangbanged
The game changed, shit is on fire
N***as went from greatness to statements and wires
So scared to face a bid they betraying their suppliers
Sold to n***as outta state, you want weight you pay higher
I'm condemned yet exalted for words spoken cautious
Seen some of the biggest drug dealers blow fortunes in bathrooms
N***as be sniffin like vacuums
I Reminisce to '88, the year crack ruled
I had Nike Delta Forces with them clear capsules
5 for 40, crackheads like "I only buy from Cory"