Untouchable

Yeah, I'd like to welcome everybody that came

I know that I woke y'all up early this mornin', but shit is real

I need all y'all to come down

so we can talk about these things that's going on man

It's gettin' real

Escobar, reportoire, that's my man

Blowin' up how we expand

Stack grands up, pack vans up, with wild cats

Bustin' live gats

Claimin' that you illa than me, now how's that

In the Bridge hangin' wit the thug menaces

Images of mad loot, and beatin' sentences

Now we livin' large, remininscin' flippin' on prison guards

Jumpin' in and out of different cars

On a weekly, Benz or Mitsubishi

Got the flip phone in the strip zone

Satellite dish, 50 inch with the Knicks on

Everday it's real in my life, you live in sitcoms

Real Dons, bustin' out this hustlin' game with the name

See it lights, bitch get it right

Scorsese, capo, black Mercedes

Miami in back, with the crack, the late 80's

Brown Timbs, and thousands

Now we on to some real doe

How does it feel to count a mil?

What you bug?

Throw a party and show love

to the same cats after your stacks who throw slug