[Intro]
Gang!
No Limit MB
150 Roc Block, man
R.I.P. them n***as
Welcome to Fazoland coming soon
Just be patient
I know that's what y'all been waiting for
Let's get it
Free them n***as

[Verse]
Look, I wake up every morning with the same state of mind
Bitch, I'm running to this money, let the lames wait in line
I'm impatient, bitch, I'm chasing, in first place and we not racing
Now I'm cashing, riding Astons
Went from sitting in the station, but I'm up now
All the neighborhood hoes wanna fuck now
I can't let chain me up like a chump now
I just call my lil bros, let 'em bust down
See Jackie at the top when you touch down
I done lost a lotta n***as to this street shit
Had to duck a lotta triggers to this street shit
I done seen a lotta n***as do this street shit
But the streets talk when you in deep shit
Taught me get rich 'cause you can't beat this
Gotta stay afloat, n***as getting seasick
Gotta get the dough, I ain't with the cheap shit
For everybody ever said I wouldn't be shit
Seen my homie hit twice coulda been three
Almost seen Christ twice coulda been three
I'ma burn these pipes 'fore they get me
I had to earn my stripes coulda went sweet
Now I separate from n***as I don't trust
N***as that ain't starve with me and all them bitches I ain't fuck
'Cause I was working hard
Mix matching words, straight in that booth attaching verbs
Herb gon' get what he deserve, and I deserve it all
Got some shit a couple labels heard, now they want Herb to ball
Get me out the hood and in them hills, man, I done heard it all
But honestly, my n***as honor me, won't leave that hood at all
And honestly, No Limit sponsor me, me and my hood gon' ball
Responsibly I keep my promises, no need for compliments
I do as I please like the G's, fuck the consequence
You boys ain't in my league, got my speed or accomplishments
Might catch me overseas, smoking weed, eating Lobster tail
Or I'm probably over East where they pop you over beef
Dissing 'bout them L's boys until they spot you in the street
Now they got you in the streets with nun' to block you from that heat
Ain't no boxing over East, my youngins pop 'fore they speak
That's the way it go in my city, they trained to go in my city
We dream of sunny days, but it rain and snow in my city
Them things will blow in my city, them boys be feeling anger
Can't just be hood on hood, them boys be killing strangers
Everything ain't good all good, it ain't the same when your mans draw blood
N***as change when the gang draw blood
When it's cold in the game, n***as don't know your name
Have you posted on the block giving blows in the rain
16 toting Glocks kicking doors with the things
Now you on top riding fours on a Range
Everywhere n***as claim y'all cuz
Nah, it ain't all love, where I meet you at?
N***as want Herb, man, that's why I keep a strap
Posted over East, man, where them heaters at?
Run up on me, bro let them heaters clap
And dear Lord I pray that on the day when you take me away
I got enough money laid in the safe to make sure my moms and my sister they straight
But the Lord coulda took me today
Let a n***a run up on me, cook me today
It wouldn't be easy, I stay with the Eight
Or I make one call, have them K's in his face
Catch me in the mall spending K's on my waist
All I know is ball, and I do it harder than y'all
In the club, throwing racks got your broad off the wall
Off the Po' up, leaning so hard I could fall
Codeine, pour me up, triple cups, fours a night
Smoking dope, sipping lean, purple Sprite, hold the ice
Me and broski riding in that Challenger high as fuck
Any n***a challenge us, duck when we riding up
Buck at the n***a back, buss 'til the n***a flat
One to his fitted cap, watch how the n***a act
Skeet off, drop the heat off, call an ass to hit
Pick her up smash the bitch, V12 fast as shit
Dooski call it Activist, I'm gon' off a six
I ain't lackin' while it's crackin', something long on my hip
Big pole, n***a, you gotta be strong just to live
Quick soul lifter, this will get him gone in a jiff
Leave a n***a right there on the block where I'm at
Riding through Keyz and Mally in a lot with the MAC
Riding through, tweaking, we gon' leave you stringing
Pull up on Black n***a, lay a couple bricks on a mat
We on that, apologies, you don't want that
Run upon us with the chance, you ain't blow that
Too bad, man, I feel for you
Say you eating, man, I hope your squad got a last meal for you
Catch a n***a in the store, we blow him
Catch a n***a with his ho, we blow him
Catch a n***a, he don't got it, we smoke him
Catch a n***a out in traffic, we on him
N***as think they want static, do they really?
Ask me why I start rapping, do they hear me?
But this shit ain't only rap 'cause it's in me
We ain't worried 'bout your set, we got 50's
Put No Limit on my back for the city
And No Limit where it's at in the city
Right on Essex where I'm at come and get me
Right on Essex where I'm at come and get me
L's
[Outro]
No Limit MB
Gang
Get more crack when my tape drop
Get more crack when my tape drop