Righteous

Feel like I died when lulu died but I can still breath Imma out live all of the opps pussy I'm still king All the real gangsters from my city say they feel me I'm the biggest gangster from my hood Nigga fuck Who don't come outside Nigga know not to come where I be Why hate on me when we come from the same hoodie and I'm just twenty-three Dees nigga da hate to see me shine Look at me now I'm They know I'm lucci living But I get to dat dolla like cheese Gucci frames on with da off-white sweater I'm bullshitting Balenciaga shoes with the black Amiri I pull dis Watch dat dope Bruh who is dat? He get too close You pull dat Knock his shit back Put him in da air Like a pool pit Where I come from Too much talking let us know you a snitch Shake my hand Don't look me in my eye Dats how I spot a bitch Nigga got how in his heart They pussy we pulling they card Out in Cali with so many greats We looking like Where is ya backyard Codeine what you smell when I farted These niggas ain't playas they frauds Street niggas don't carry no ID Imma Zella ya no cards In da hood I'm king But to you niggas I'm a fucking God When they catch dat boy I sent my bread Went right back to my fucking Boy sappin up no soda Hit a V12 by fuckin tomorrow He was missing for two weeks Deen found his ass by each body part Now that's all bad His momma identified his arm Don't blame me for da drugs These dead bodies why I'm so sprung I can't wait till they free shiesty If I don't pick him up in a Rari truck It ain't right Ain't none of these niggas my twins They ain't nothing like me I'm sick up in the mind I'm damn near relate to Mike Tyson The only difference is Big Thirty ain't boxing no fighter Ill beat a niggas ass But niggas get hit wit dat lightning My grandma shouldn't have told me that God forgives for every sin Ain't no thing such as a lil or big sin Sitting the fuck up Cause since dat day I've been a killer since Knock a nigga ass down Then call my granny to repent Take me to church cause dat nigga ain't making it I send a earthquake To hit yo block Get to shaking shit Knock pictures off the wall Send bullets through yo sister wig Luckily it was up in the closet Not on her head Three hunned blackout Knock a nigga yokes out they head Every time I'm up in the city pussy All I see is red Weather it's us or them niggas Something gonna come up died Stand in blood It's on my hands Shit don got to my head He catch a body in eleventh grade My baby threat Born in 07 Matter facts dat oy the latest threat Youngest out the camp But the quickest too put shit to rest Got caught up wit dat hoe Wide awoke and got rocked to bed Ain't catch a soul Tryin to catch one You was I pop Percocet's Drank up drink And I be poppin zans Cause that feeling the best I can't even fuck my bitch She think I'm fucking off medicine Ain't stuntin no bitch With or without her Cough sick drank I better not get sick I'm not a toxic person I just got a toxic dick Bae I'm done with all dat toxic shit On god