[Juan Gotti]   Forver I'mma ride bein high fool (es el loco Juan Gotti)   11-45-55-2 (that's my TDC number)   Don't ever think of it as you ride through (smokin on Mari)   11-45-55-2 (Hittin that heierba)   ugh Alone in my celda, smokin hierba   No esta buena but it hits a penas   Makin money in prison y afuera   That's my business, my drawings what eva   Slangin hierba diez bolas al toke   Slangin ink con placazos al sobres   Slang my cornbread, dessert and a juice   Saw my homeboy get shot on the news   Now you know what this Mexican doos   Come and cruise, take a walk in my shoes   On the cool esta vida no es linda   That's your boy hittin licks in the pinta      [Chorus: SPM X2]   We hit licks in the earliest of hours   Underneath the light and watchtowers   Be cool when you see the ghost   Dont be suprised, she's not in white clothes      [Rasheed]   Envelope with the money order, 50 should get me a mountain   Biness to handle when the bossman finish countin   Homie kinda broke and them folks call him indigent   Hustle out there, Hustle here, there's no sentiment   Sendin so many kites, call me Benjamin Frank   Service to everybody, 50 men in a tank   Meet my sister in the free, she gon send you a bank   While i make me a shank contraband drank   Food, snacks, basic commissary   Pay me for my picture of the what? naked Halle Berry   Home on a furlough, OG told me   Where he buried the dough, let it burn slow   6 months and I'll be free   But right now I got whatever you need, two for three   Broke and alone doin time comatose   I'mma shoot at the Bitch and see if she a Ghost      [Chorus X2:]      [SPM]   Cell block B, seven-B-two   Pass the grass but don't let'em see you   My heavenly jewel riskin it all   The finest boss lady in these prison brick walls   Hit the lick ma, kiss the dick soft   Lemme see your phone for a business call   If it gets long pick it up before three   But put it on silent so it don't ring   I'm the digital king, this is no dream   Is it real love or just a physical thing   Like a typical fling while I'm sippin on lean   Bring back some chicken cause a nigga Hung-ry   Connections, while I lay up in this Texas corrections   So the judges can win their elections   They locking up the muthafuckin Mexicans   Back with my best friends and we go      [Chorus:]