Now I'm up to My Neck with Offers

Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side Riding, hanging out the window, screaming, "Who wanna die?" Savage lil addict with 100 bad habits Say, "I need prayer," all I need is my ratchet Pull up, swang with the blade Then I pray over dead prey Banging grey till my grave Milly rock, sak passé What that mean? I don't know, took about four Xans today Sipping lean, dying slow, drugs make me feel okay Jackal from the flames, make a stang of a bitch like you Fuck the 12, fuck the cops, we ain't forgot about you Kill mo', kill mo' Gleesh walk on a sack Burn a half a mil in cash Fuck that paper, turn it ash Walk away and start to laugh, "Ha-ha-ha-ha ha-ha" No more, I got cash, cash, cash, and cars and broads Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R Scarecrow walking in the fog Life got worse than it was before, ho Prolly cop a script of Roxy (Wait we got) Prolly cop a (Fuck, are we doin this bullshit) Prolly cop a, prolly prolly Prolly cop a script of Roxy, Oddy kinda sloppy Got me dodging all these bodies Body bag em in the lobby droppin' adderall in alcohol And then I pop a fucking oxy I'm a zombie, I'm a motherfucker dead man walking Speak on oddy name It's jus another dead man talkin' Got these dead man stalkin' Copy silhouette, chalky Typing out your problems Just another red handed hawking Cherry flavored dick Ruby got these chicken heads squawking Do it how I does it Yeah, fuck the way they say, they taught me Please, just fucking off me Plague is pleading for diseases so y'all yet the fuck off me Only saying cheese when I ask how much they brought me Fuck a frame freeze, command delete On this fuckin' paparazzi offspring