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"