[Wigs]

Aiyo, I woke up this morning, with this track on my mind

Protein shake, and I dust off the nine

Drunk on the scooter, with the flawless cut

Push through the hood, to see what the day shook up

I seen Crunch in West Brighton, and he's gettin' it and

He's been hustlin', since three in the morning

What up, hit me with a dove of the Gerdess

Studio Laughing Dog, we puff murder

Ghost drop tracks, like a bat out of hell

Starks Enterprise, we be the new cartels

So I stroll through Stapleton, just to see Trife

God stuck at the P.L.O., talkin' to Life

Seen Meth at the LightZip, buyin' a Lex'

So I parked my scooter, and I stroll through the projects

I seen Lounge up posted at 160

Donna in the dollar van, fuckin' with the gypsies, so I

Hopped the fence, ride down to 55

Bigga Ben in the truck with Hass, ready to ride

So I slid in the back of the F 150

Seen Du-Lilz, on our why to the city

Clock' do movies, so we stopped to see Diddy

Black Rob to, on some "special delivery"

But now I gots to shuffle to Shaolin

To meet Big Jerry Wu, back at the gym

But the NARCS pulled us over, in the black Tahoe

Made me get out and strip down to my wallo's

What they mad, cuz my wrist all stocky

Bad broad on my arm, and my style too cocky

Last name ain't Balboa, but they call me Rocky

Come on, pa, told you, can't nobody stop me

Over the bridge, back to Staten Isle

My wife cook the big healthy meal, she my love child

Detour bar, eggs and steak

Man, she kissed me on the lips, and said "You comin' home late?"

So I jumped in the whip, jumped on the jack

I call Lord Mike, just to chitchat

Told me O's been lookin' for me for days

He at, Four-Forty house with an ounce of haze

And they goin' to the studio, to slay more beats

And he love how my music's been hittin' the streets

So I bounced to the joint, just to lay more tracks

Hit the ATM first, just to count my stash

Just relax, you know the daily routine