[Lyric] Outro (Julio Slim)

This motherfucker the slickest one

I was 16 when I started trapping
Wasn't even rapping, slicker jeans got more into fashion
My grandmother couldn't even imagine, whats the smell coming bathroom
She coming out the backroom
Bagging up weed in the bathroom
Sealing up weed with the vacuum, haircuts wit the half moon
Living trap or die cause we had to
Make a honest dollar I'd be glad to, legal and what have you
Cause these days things change
Half of these niggas is dropping names
DC just ain't the same
A nigga gotta live and maintain
Everybody say they gang gang in my city its strange
Now the lames got the streets on lock
Niggas a kill they man just to be on top
Get locked up and then turn Ahk
Must been opp, cause how the fuck you back on the block
You see sometimes I sit and sip liquor
Reminiscing on old times looking at pictures
When Arenas still played for the wizards
We was snowed in in a blizzard, chitterlings and chicken gizzards
A wise man said you complain, they don't listen
I gained fame look in the mirror still feel the same
Big dog, young great dane I'm off the chain
Shitting big logs over the game
They know the name