Commission

From cuttin' solid Purico to stack Fritos

Went from grams to kilos

Mac in one hand, in the other hand, grands and C-notes

Game got my eyes wider than a 430 Buggy

No tellin' what the fuck I'll do for this money

Stay posted up close with killers and cut throats

The thoroughest bitches who in they pussy stuff coke

As I cook and cut coke with the bakin' soda Arm and Hammer, palmin' hammers

Think you crazy? ****, my clique's bananas

Takin' over with the Mafia

Hittin' **** for they bricks like Gracias

The cockiest, it's obvious, it's me, he, who?

Confront frontin' **** like "You want it? Well ****, me too"

What the fuck, I'm callin' your bluff

**** act like they stopped makin' guns after they made yours

I'm sponsored by the NRA, DOA rules

Grin and stand over your coffin like "Hey you!"

Tell the Devil I'm comin', keep it hot

For now I got my eyes on a Billboard spot

Don't stop, uh

Die for it

Take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin'

Rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission, uh

Die for it

Take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin'

Rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission, uh

(First 4 lines with Jamaican accent)

Mi sey me buy and sell bricks with my **** P.D

Down with the team called B.B.E

Now if you want to join the team, you know you must see me

Buy ya cyan't talk to FEDS or dick R.I.DE

It's a cold World baby boy, fuck it, I'm colder

Animals on my back keep my warm, my armor

Frank Lucas persona, warmin' coke up in the sauna

Let me warn ya, trip against my team you's a goner

In fact it's drastic, a couple million in the mattress

With a sick dick I say fuck taxes

Rather endulge in duct tape pig tie tactics

Crime pays, ****, nine-hundred and ninety-nine ways

My destiny's vague, will I survive or blow trial?

Lay shot up, Puff cryin' in denial

While my enemies smile, buried in style

Gucci suits and cufflinks

Sneakin' drugs through Heavens customs

Die for it

Take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin'

Rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission, uh

Die for it

Take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin'

Rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission, uh

POP POP POP! Warning shot, who's to blame

Shyne mothafucka, don't forget the name

Stretch the Caine, to cop the house and the plane til my Massacre slain

Brains hang from the window of my Range

Fuck the feds, 2 green and one red, firm tight

Hold the dice in this game of life, aces suffice

Payback's a must, Fallen Angels and Angel dust

My team do dirt to avoid layin' in the dust

Uh, Bumpy Johnson portraits in my fortress, of course it's Po

Bloodstainin', aeroplanin', Four-Hundred horses slow

Platinum cable, round table, so all the bosses know

I'm takin' over cause they coke got too much bakin' soda

They say money ain't everything

You fuckin' right ****, it's the only thing

In God we trust, the Holy thing

I look into my enemy's eye

Let 'em know, "You play fly, you go out Kennedy-style"

Bitch, uh

Die for it

Take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin'

Rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission, uh

Die for it

Take the stand, lie for it

Blow trial, get up in the chair and fry for it

Never tellin' or snitchin'

Rather swim with the fish'n

Mothafucka respect it, the commission, uh