Ayy man

(Ditty, we 'bout to be rich, baby)

Ayy, ayy, man, you **** know what the fuckin' business is, you heard me?

DOA shit

Fresh out the can, I still work cutters for my mans

We done tapped the head from every side, they know that we ain't playin'

When I couldn't bend, I paid for cars and fullys, what you did?

You wasn't with the members on them hits when we was stretchin' shit

I know they finna see me blow, that's why they always on my dick

**** from out of town mad 'bout some shit when bro 'nem left four hit

Can't lie, I'm legit, last play, I worked two blicks, I'm militant

This shit like ridin' a bike, and shoot and fight, and I like slangin' iron

Broad day or at night, like a BOLO out when I see you on sight

Smack you, take a flight, I'm living wrong, I know this shit ain't right

Been gettin' money, and warring since a youngin

We kill shit 'bout our brothers, hoodies and bloody summers

They callin' ma dukes phone, but I ain't did nothin'

It ain't no discussion, I tapped the head, that's a severe concussion

Yeah, I'm screamin', "Fuck 'em," nobody spared, 'cause Sauce ain't did nothing

When they snatched it from 'em, them boys ain't feel nothing, that's how I'm comin'

Fast forward some years later, we killed a lot, we still comin'

This shit we doin' make you vomit, I want bodies, a lot of money

Brookie, she won't want for nothin'

I'm 21 and worth some commas, I'm in black truck with them gunners

Soul stealers, real hunters

If I love you, you can get it from me, I never cared for money

If we get that call and it's a face, we suitin' up, don't ever wait

Start the car, I like to chase

Mama ask me is I'm fine? I told her, "We forever straight"

Can't wait 'til Sosa out them gates

That YB, he on the way

I made ten twelve, we been through hell, but we prevailed, I made a way

Keep on burning all the opps, get rich and burn every block

Some shit just'll never stop

Fresh out the can, I still work cutters for my mans

We done tapped the head from every side, they know that we ain't playin'

When I couldn't bend, I paid for cars and fullys, what you did?

You wasn't with the members on them hits when we was stretchin' shit

I know they finna see me blow, that's why they always on my dick

**** from out of town mad 'bout some shit when bro 'nem left four hit

Can't lie, I'm legit, last play, I worked two blicks, I'm militant

This shit like ridin' a bike, and shoot and fight, and I like slangin' iron

Yeah

You fuck **** know the business, you heard me?

GYG

Dumb way over all

Long live Quez

Long live Sauce

Long live Cain

Long live Mari

Long live Don Dada

Long live Heffe

Know what the fuck the business is