Intro: (Scorcese)

Fundamentally...
Fundamentally sound
Stacking Chips on Record
Crushing Every Single Enemy

Verse: (Scorcese)

It's like Duncan and Ginobili… Hold Up
It's like freebase and heroin made me drug dealer Kobe
Going on award tours celebrate accomplishments
Even in retirement lettuce cheese my condiments
Those are euphemisms Shells a black superhero
Robbing the poor applaud the champagne Azure
The Genie blue seats, Apu on the wheel
Dealer granted three wishes damn I'm so real
I'm Prince Ali I'm Prince mixed with Ali
I rest in peace, resurrect now you can crown me king
I'm the king of the Knock Knock shotgun to ya nose shit
Three goonies flipping with a mask like Psycosis
I'm Pentagon Jr pimping in the Uber
Plot on armed robberies for Lucci Imma Luchadore
Wrestle with my conscious
Sharks in the water but they share hot stock tips
Thankfully a wolf knows how to swim
Currently these currents go scorcese drowning in sin
Simply put, a nigga putting ass to foot
Are you talking cash shit or speaking out ya tush?
I don't need the karma su to slide dick in ya boo
Putting numbers on the board and I ain't have to shoot
My passes Ricky Rubio beware in the post
Trying to blow keeping one eye open, I'm Bazooka Joe
I'm Nate Dogg on Next Episode fly
Ready to Die dream BIG while you riding the pine
Look at ya size, I'm NBA bound you in the Rec League
Stick up kid destiny, Drug dealer recipe
Swagger like the Mack I time walked through the 70's
This a Hustler's thesis
This is how you survive in the Belly of the Beast that eats us

Verse: (VodKa)

I might jam you, 2-3 Tim & Manu
Or play man and I'll spin move the handle
Really what I'm saying is I'ma 28 gram you
Gimme 20 or 21 back Tim & Manu
I ran the streets with the torch you lit ya candle
You wasn't off of the porch and I was randle
Really what I'm saying it was a lot of bird's handled
In Hell's Kitchen, 1212 skinnies same cabinet as the dishes
My grandma's upstairs eating chitlins
My uncle in the basement getting busy
The ruler two twenty five the stove on 350
On the graveyard shift like a vampire bit me
I was in the van with the Rambo blicky
On a crash dummy mission straight to the penitentiary
Black clouds, full moon getting tricky
With a jason mask on in a room fulla hippies
To all my bitches slipping hating niggas mickies
We gon toast the champagne but I'ma drink the whiskey
Behind the back pass and a layup on the chippy
Really what I'm saying is I passed off the winnings
180 30's, four 0's a trip to Jersey
2 hours, one goal let's get this money
5 girls, two cars, one car dirty
Bankrolls, two hundred and fifty 20's
10 points, um… well 9 I'm getting Thirsty
They ain't wavy I said they channel surfing
360 tint he 17 and he 6'10
Run the graveyard shift from 10 - 10
When he should been in the gym doing 6 inches
He 60 bundles a day in the trenches
He thinking bout benzes, he ain't thinking bout getting suspended
I ended it with what you wanna be he said Timmy
Or Manny, but he in prison.. He in prison...