What's the price of being the biggest fool

I'll let you pick and choose

Heaven or Hell?

Angel wings or the devil's shoes?

Don't get me wrong, I want them riches too

Diamonds so bright that when they glisten

Your vision is multiplied by two

We used to wanna be

Hoop stars, millionaires

It hurts to know Jordan's an asshole

Word to Chamillionaire

I hop on twitter and see Nipsey killed

You do all that good in the world

A few gunshots

And then you disappear

I only met him once but I know he will be missed

Three things for certain

Death, taxes, and life being a bitch

'Cause we ain't going to college

We ain't get acceptance letters

All we got was divided

Separate room, different confessions

All my niggas some riders

Guess that's what the OG's left us

All we knew was survival

Neighborhood was full of felons

I'm ridin' like I stole that gold Infiniti from Alexis

She'd probably let me push it anyway

Just need her blessing

Nawfside majestic

Reppin' and killin' skeptics

In and out of grandma house

Uncles taught me lessons 'bout leverage

Heard new niggas say that it wasn't done befo'

I guess they wasn't at Granada when we sold out that hoe

I guess they wasn't around when we was in New York

In the Epic Records office

On the 20th floor

Back when Future kicked in the do'

There's some things that you don't know about

'Cause I don't ever speak on 'em

Or try to show 'em out

Hey

You barely get far by being the humble one

And shouts to people reaching out

That tried to keep me going

Can't lie

A slight lack of confidence almost made me crumble

I hurt creatively

Found inspiration

Now its trouble

I'm bound to be a great

With no debates and no rebuttals

You can't change your fate

If eyes is closed and mouths is muzzled

I tell my baby girl

This crazy world can make you cry

Keep throwin' punches

I'll help you land 'em in bunches

You'll sting like Ali Muhammad

And keep lames out your circumference

Don't be scared to be outspoken

A doubled-edged sword

Like mixing sativa and emotions

This the shit you get

When I'm feeling riled up

Let these lyrics run amuck

I'm just testing my luck

Me, I lyrically slaughter and watch the bodies pile up

Long nights

The nawf remembers

This gon' be the coldest winter

You can't dodge the fuckin' rain

And I'm a quiet storm

Mayne

R.I.P. to Prodigy

A star was born

Yeah

Pardon me mayne

I'm relishing

It's many men I'm better than

Don't need to ask for credit when

I spit I know I'm scaring them

They using snapchats inside the synagogue

You better off takin' pictures

Bitch

You seen a God

Ridin' lac

Won't turn my back cause them my favorite cars

No license

Still I got the will to drive and sabotage

I pray I see at least three million here

And I might throw a few

Instead of building a building here

A five percenter my blood patna

He made me sharper

Triple Digital

I couldn't think of a better roster

I pray you save 'em father