Lyrics That's The Way It Go - Future

Young five-eight talk like he ten feet tall
Chopper make a nigga jump a ten foot wall
Avión and gold bottles, this is hood royalty
No matter how broke, how rich
Nigga, never ever compromise your loyalty
Medusa head on my Versace robe
Standing on a pile of white bricks
Imagine crosses on the units
Stamps looking like a crucifix
Pure like the blood of Virgin Mary
Turn water to some wine, nigga
Plug did a touchdown
Met him at the Steak 'n Shake in Mt. Zion, nigga