5 For 40

Son I was a young nigga hustling

Me serving a D was unheard of, unless a D served me

Speak words superbly, its clear you heard me

Your idea of a real nigga changed

I'm into bigger things

I'm tryin to maintain the same aim of prisoners

drug dealers and my niggas who gangbanged

The game changed, shit is on fire

Niggas went from greatness to statements and wires

So scared to face a bid they betraying their suppliers

Sold to niggas outta state, you want weight you pay higher

I'm condemned yet exalted for words spoken cautious

Seen some of the biggest drug dealers blow fortunes in bathrooms

Niggas be sniffin like vacuums

I Reminisce to '88, the year crack ruled

I had Nike Delta Forces with them clear capsules

5 for 40, crackheads like "I only buy from Cory"