Welfare (feat. Whispers)

Fuck you and fuck all them

If you don't like me then load up and bust off then

That was me like a dime ago

Now I'm cool, my ****

Learn all of the places that baby mama go

A bullet and blood is all that I'm a know

Kill all these **** is all the drama know

Me, I throw the peace sign

Violate my ****

I shoot everything up

Even the street sign

Wealthy and section eight

Fuck that shit

It feel good hand it to the Lord,  clutch and fifth

Where I'm from the insurance policy is your gun

And coke pack

Never go to sleep where they woke at

Walkin' your sleep off

Talk in your sleep

Me, I rhyme and run

And get it off in the streets

Well for an angel or for a beast

I'm hopin' death in the form of a song that is deep

Ghosts

I grew up on welfare

Sugar water, syrup sandwiches

Just to eat

I never had healthcare

Just a pistol and a waist full of beef

Naw, ****, you can't stop me, no

If it's war then you gotta go

Better pull up to your block

Ain't a shit right out the window yellin'

Adios

Couple **** wanna body ghost

Catch that ass slip and let it ring then it's adios

Yellin' cappy coupe playin' dominoes

With the cartels deep domino burial

That Moreno had Montego though

Now he sellin' juice independent but he made you though

Don't you ever try to play him though

Your body's like song that he can't wait to lay it though

He ain't guns and rifles in the mix

When you're safe and got shit

And then other **** don't

Then you gotta do shit

That them other **** won't

Years trifle in the mix

You and your brother on a hunt

Pray to God to get home

If there Feds in the city we switch phones

**** hit up the lab and spit poems

****, we gettin' wealthy

We gettin' stone ghosts

I grew up on welfare

Starve

Sugar water, syrup sandwiches

Just to eat

I never had healthcare

Just a pistol and a waist full of beef

Naw, ****, you can't stop me, no

If it's war then you gotta go

Better pull up to your block

Ain't a shit right out the window yellin'

Adios

Sugar water and a syrup sandwich

A little bullet gain a big advantage

Yeah, I'm black but my ****'s Spanish

We gon' do damage just to lick then we try to vanish

Downtown, I'm a heavy swinger

My gun go

Like a reggae singer

That join heaven in a Chevy

But you better bring her

It's gon' be a lotta blood

Bring a set of cleaners

No men

Mecca and Medina and met her yeah

They say life is a gamble but you ain't bet a thing

You said you goin' to war but you ain't dead a thing

Yeah, I've been to jail but never said a thing

Ghosts

I grew up on welfare

Sugar water, syrup sandwiches

Just to eat

I never had healthcare

Just a pistol and a waist full of beef

Naw, ****, you can't stop me, no

If it's war then you gotta go

Better pull up to your block

Ain't a shit right out the window yellin'

Adios