Restoration - Curren$y, Roddy, St Wiz

Two of the illest back in the kitchen

Filling prescriptions, fiends itching

We serve em through the chain linked fences

Beamers and Benzes on 24 inches

Reefer smoke thick as the tension from them bitch ass niggas

Fuck them bitch ass niggas, Route

They broke and they assed out

That’s what they mad 'bout

While I’m in the stash house on the internet checking the latest project

progress

They never understand my underground success

The amount of love I get, but I digress

It’s obvious that I’m above all this cause I’m a Jet

Center Edge Territory the collective

Mos Def and Jay Elec, Andretti fresh

A pair of thousand dollar steps when I left I threw up my set

I guess everybody gangsters, everybody serving

Everybody slanging, everybody claiming Crip or Blood

Everybody banging, ain’t nobody tryna take the fall

They all pointing fingers

Yea I’m tryna win, I’m all out of favors

We started with nothing so hustling our nature

We come from a place where a murder make you famous

We built us a business nobody gave us naythan

The underrated, Shawn Kemp and Gary Payton

Pitch a bag to the lawyer to fight the case

They got me back in the kitchen without the apron

Bucket low like fuck it though

Hell yea I’m fresh up out the gutter but she love it though

Money in the envelope

Arm full of riches we been evicted

Shit been official, that there my status you know the business

Convince the kid to get on a track and we go to spitting

Its Cleopatra, you know we at it, come get a listen

Best pay attention, this is a dynasty in the building

We hit the stage they up to the front they tryna get pictures

It’s lemonade that’s up in the air we keep it too litty

The bitches stare when we hit the place we come to get busy

No time to spare its 3, 2, 1, back to the mission

We blowing on something different, dispensary flavor hitting

We leave you in the past, the jealous be shifting different

The schedule full of digits, you guess it but it was written

Ba-bang