M*A*S*H

When my Pockets was broke had dreams of getting dollars like the rocafellas

Turn the metro card to a red drop Carerra

School cool but really you learn a lot from errors

A fool wastes time thinking that he got forever

The grind was rock now it's Gwop for the acapella

Switch the plot before it was pull out the Glock endevors

5 pounds the trigger don't take lots of pressure

Live rounds you and ya **** get popped together

Spin ya top this chopper do got no propeller

Burn you like a ghost pepper

Learn to keep my mouth close **** will never no my next move

It hurt they soul when they way less successful

You trash **** should make one group call it sesspool

Couple peers that I respect and the rest food

Win or lose play the game they ain't make it fair

You held back by ya fears they ain't think I could take it there

Now In a week I can clear what you make a year

Turned a couples crumb wit a plate with plenty to spare

Stretch the gear dance on it like Fred Astaire fresh

Dressed debonair the devil ain't never near

His arms too short to land something

You either starving or you hunting hustling or tryna scam something

You fell quick you ain't for nothing

Get money was the plan Blackman 100 miles and running

Success don't come to the comfortable

Gotta scrap ya knuckles the jungle will never comfort you

Action speak louder don't say what the fuck u gonna do

Alotta **** got dreams that they don't see coming true

Gotta have the vision saw in my darkest hours thought I never had religion

A hard head will earn with he on a path to listen

I only came here to earn and stack massive chicken

Push a forigen and talk fly put the mash on you **** like Klinger and Hawkeye