Intro: Johnny Venus 
You put lives on the line, shoestring ties on the line 
Woah 
I been cashin' in, cuttin' checks and cutting edge 
Cuttin' lines in to my head, it's OD 
God bless ODB, if I see him in my sleep 
I'ma bow and wash his feet, you showed me 
How to do the deeds, I laid Backwoods into wreaths 
Keep my head up like Maurice, I'm floating 
Step before the people and greet 'em how I greet you 
And you make sure my gifts keep flowin' 

Verse 1: Johnny Venus 
You that nigga for them bitches 
You that nigga for them bitches 
You that heifer for them riches 
Fuck whatever, fuck the riches 
Sell your soul, sell your soul 
Cut the prize and eat the difference 
Fake persona if it gets you what you wanna 
Get behind the fattest donk, or have these woman on your trunk 
Or have your ego high as chimpanzee in space 
Out of orbit, out of place 
You put life on the line, you put lives on the line 
Shoestring ties on the line, what you like, I provide 
You put ass on the 'Gram, perfect titties in they hands 
You put pussy in it's place, you got that shit from your fam' 
That food ain't far from the best, it's big pimpin' where you land 
I see coward where you stand, ghetto zombies in a trance 
I been eatin' diabetes and Cheetos for dinner, my nigga 
Since I was like 2 or 3 years old, can't give that up, nigga 
I been hatin' on white folks for hatin' us, nigga 
I been wastin' my neighbors for playin' with us niggas 

Chorus: Johnny Venus 
Might lose off the avenue 
Might lose off the avenue 
No food, split my last with you 
No news, that's my attitude 
Might lose off the avenue 
Might lose 
No food, split my last with you 
No rules 

Verse 2: Doctur Dot
I got wants, I got needs, I got PTSD
I got suicidal thoughts and Niecy Nash fantasies
Knew the pleasures of the flesh 'fore I finished learnin' me
Fresh as fuck if nothin' else, if you spot me on the street
Still I'm snappin' together my daddy's pieces
Still figurin' out my mama's secrets
Your value and your honor, but your worth come from deceit
Nigga that you hatin' on probably got something he could teach your corny ass
While you in the corner grindin' teeth
I'm just followin' the weed smoke
Seen too many niggas lose life over their ego
You never see me comin', I was raised by a torpedo
In a tornado, you just a seagull, you seem slow
Your OD to me like placebo
Me and G-O-D share our needles
Ten toes down, a man of the people
Blue avenue, yellow eyes get the green glow

Outro: Johnny Venus
Might lose off the avenue
No food, split my last with you
Might lose off the avenue
Might lose
No food, split my last with you
No rules