[Verse 1: Jay Krizz] Ayo the crack era made me rich Used to stack bricks, now I get paid to spit But I still get it in, in these streets When snow touch down, all the fiends wanna flock to me But never box up with me, or cop from me Cause I'm taxing every penny for that quality White rock, I made figures out the crack pot My father figure seen me...Learn More