Faded in the back of the whip
While I slide and I slip
While we dip
Homie dip
Think I see some 5-0
This is just survival
Death to all my rivals
Money what i strive for
Money I'm a get
I ain't tryin' to count less I'm countin' up a check
But I always break bread
Even when I'm in debt
Papers just paper in the grave
Dont matter what you save
Respect honor praise
What I ask for
Cover up my grave with some asphalt
Never been one to be bashful
But I need my gold to give Charon
Kick rocks with a fresh pair on
Pair on
Faded in the back of the whip
While I slide and I slip
While we dip
Homie dip
Think I see some 5-0
Insticts they be primal
Tweakin like its finals
Stories what my minds on
Stories ima get
I ain't tryina rush less its russian roulette
And I always place bets
Even if its my head
Fames only fame to a peasant
If my names ever present
Dont that make a legend?
Talk about me
Like I killed the Jabberwhacky
End a war like Nagasaki
I just dropped a bomb on em
Maybe they'll remember me now
I think i see few giants
Yeah my heads in the clouds
Legs on the ground
I can never come down
Even if it my plans
Jump and I slam
Catch me if you can
But I runaway quick like the gingerbread man
Faded in the back of the whip
While I slide and I slip
While we dip
Homie dip
Think I see some 5-0
This is just survival
Death to all my rivals
Money what i strive for
Money I'm a get
I ain't tryina run less im runnin from feds
And I'll always smoke cess
Even if its in death
Faded in the back of the whip
While i slide and i slip
While we dip
Homie dip
Dip
Dip Homie Dip
Faded in the back of the whip
While we dip