Streets Favorite

Whatever happened to (Yeah)
 The boy that I once knew? (It's ya boy Capone)
 The boy who said he'd be true (Young slime from QB, let's go)
 Oh no, oh no (Shoot me, kill me)
 Oh no, no, no, no, no (Have me locked, uh)
 Oh no, oh no (Wet me, disrespect me)
 Oh no, no, no, no, no (Uh, yeah, check it, yeah)
 I told the judge, "I ain't comin' back
 Catch me if the cops could"
 I got a chopper sittin' under my drop hood
 You never catch me slippin'
 I'll never get rocked by a chicken
 I know you lame niggas know my position
 I came from the same ghetto you live in
 With no pot to piss in
 So believe me, I'm no damn different
 Listen, understand I'm a man with a vision (I got a vision, baby!)
 You could kill me and bury me after I'm done spittin'
 Now, who could do it like I do it?
 Rap it just like I rap it?
 Keep an army in the [?] right under my army jacket
 How dare you detest me? How dare you neglect me?
 I'm the street in the purest form, niggas respect me
 Wet me, I'm coming back twice... I'm that nice
 Rap life is for the shaking 'em, shakin' this shit down
 For a verse with Capone, you takin' a brick now
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Now, who can move like I move?
 Who could go where I go?
 Who could take one and turn it to four?
 For really though
 I put blood, sweat, and tears, for these past seven years, it was pain
 Now I'm tryna see glory in the game
 Bitch, I'm gon' get caught in the middle of the crossfire
 With no hammer tucked in my waist to cross fire
 They say I'm too thorough for my damn self,
 Wet 'em, gun power (Too thorough, baby, crazy)
 I hate fake niggas with flour
 Devour every nigga with power, headed with lead showers
 Homie, you can't be me, can't see me, can't touch me (Nope)
 Talk greasy, but walk geezy, you damn lucky
 It gets ugly; gun smoke leavin' the sky above me
 Now, who can shoot it like I shoot it, persistent with headshots?
 Take a neighborhood [?] with a .4 and a red dot
 I'm not with the [?], I'm hot with the sniffin'
 Listen, you playin' with death? [?] in my direction
 Question: How could you not love me?
 How could you not trust me?
 You just plant faith in pussies, push me, this shit disgusting
 To get me out the game, you cowards got to buck me
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 Now, who can move like I move?
 Who could go where I go?
 Who could take one and turn it to four?
 For really though
 I put blood, sweat, and tears, for these past seven years, it was pain
 Now I'm tryna see glory in the game
 Oh no, oh no
 Oh no, no, no, no, no (This my year, baby)
 Oh no, oh no (New York City, the rebels)
 Oh no, no, no, no, no (America, spent five years, man)
 Oh no, oh no (Three in the penitentary)
 Oh no, no, no, no, no (Never stop, I can't stop, nigga)
 Now, who could do it like I do it?
 Rap it just like I rap it?
 Keep an army in the [?] right under my army jacket
 How dare you detest me? How dare you neglect me?
 I'm the street in the purest form, niggas respect me