97' - Kojey Radical, Sokari, 404

Just when you thought we were done

Get away clean, Master P in 91

If only you knew, what we done overcome

Over-stand, that this ain’t what you want

I’m bout it, bout it, like its 1997

If all young kings get beheaded

Expect royalty in heaven

Me and my Gs big bands, looking like One Direction

Start by getting the facts straight

Some learn better the hard way

Whole lotta stress in the book bag

Young boy carry the hard weight

As long as the family eat first

I’ve got a reason to say grace

Sipping the holiest agua

Wishing I wash all my sins away

Way, way, down, down, in a dark place I sunken

Rat race, money chase, I’m lost in

John Q with a hostage, might meet my prophet

That broke life too costly and it don’t fly like Ostrich

Young, dumb, so reckless

AP with a death wish

Jealousy on entrance

No, I need no guestlist

See the thriller in the mirror

Halo, matching with the leather

We gone done em' on arrival

Bad, bad no Michael

Bad, bad like I still a legend when I die

Mamma said it wasn’t easy

Win, win and repeat

Pappa said it wasn’t easy

Win, win and repeat

Win, win, win again

Just when you thought we were done

Get away clean, Master P in 91

If only you knew, what we done overcome

Over-stand, that this ain’t what you want

I’m bout it, bout it, like it’s 1997

If all young kings get beheaded

Expect royalty in heaven

Me and my Gs big bands, looking like one direction (me and my Gs)

We pull strings like triggers, bet I never missed that shot

Bet I never missed that calling, when she want me on top

She that’s G O D you gotta earn that spot

Good things don’t come cheap

All my mistakes cost

Fragrance Hugo Boss, can’t smell fear on man

You can never tell man shhh, shhh

Them man know my voice

All I smoke is noise, hope God bless my plug

Hope, God, God got my dons

H we soon link up

Bad, bad like I still a legend when I die

Mamma said it wasn’t easy

Win, win and repeat

Pappa said it wasn’t easy

Win, win and feed me

Win, win, win again

Just when you thought we were done

Get away clean Master P in 91

If only you knew, what we done overcome

Over-stand, that this ain’t what you want

I’m bout it, bout it, like its 1997

If all young kings get beheaded

Expect royalty in heaven

Me and my Gs big bands, looking like one direction (me and my G’s)