Verse 1: The Jacka 
My people lookin' at me, sayin' 'boy, you made it out 
But I wasn't happy 'til we all had the same amount 
Pops locked, crack the only thing can save us now 
Mom's hooked, but tough luck is what made my style 
My fam is Spanish lent a hand and they just took advantage 
All the time embrace Islam and every prayer was answered 
Never asked Allah for material items 
I just prayed for the days I ran into my rivals 
In my hood double drums on all of our rifles 
You wasn't birthed on the Earth if you know more than I know 
Though I'm the best I'm still upset you worship or idol 
The illest niggas that you heard and we don't even try to 
Young and wild lifestyle really hard to survive through 
No matter how hard you are one day a nigga gon' try you 
You can take this how you want I'm only here to remind you 
Disrespect me all you want because I'm coming to find you 

Hook: The Jacka 
Ugh.. 
Got my pistol, out the window 
So much cocaine on me, I can't go home 
What am I gonna do [?] 
It's getting hard to hide it from you 
Cause it's got so [?] 

Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs
In my hood, clip extensions on all of our rifles
That pussy good [?]
[?]
Streaming drugs through your Spotify, Apple, or Tidal
I need that scratch G, tax free, spot bubblin' like acne
Whippin' next to [?]
Paid the bitch to twerk it on the pole I got the ass free
Pull a brick of hundred out of ones these hoes harass me
Since I touched the game, that shit ain't been the same
They tryna freeze me out but they can't kill the kane
Make a million every time I drop so fuck the fame
I can put some young'ns on your bumper for a piece of change
Cocaine in the bubble we was silly mane
If I get the cheddar say I did it for my niggas mane
Don't you know that
Nigga don't you know that

Hook
Ugh..
Got my pistol, out the window
So much cocaine on me, I can't go home
What am I gonna do [?]
It's getting hard to hide it from you
Cause its got so [?]