Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Uncle Murda
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Leonard Carl Grant
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Buckroll
Producer
Great John
Recording Engineer
Anthony Daniel
Mixing Engineer
James Boone McElroy
Mastering Engineer
NDA
Engineer
Kristof Lilienthal
Producer
Testi
Just know I'm shooting back when them **** come to hit me
If I die bet you one of my opps is coming with me
Rest a piece to me and the **** that hit me up
I'm going out like a G -Street, **** gon' pick me up
Told you if I die don't cry for me, just ride for me
Make all them **** die for me
And if you ain't gon' ride for me, don't lie to me
Don't chill and get high with me
If I die **** make the **** whole family feel it
Kill everything that **** love, you know how I would've did it
Let my fam know the **** who responsible got smoked
Financially they good if I die I'm not broke
Spend them **** block after y 'all hit them **** up
Then you can go on Instagram and post all my pictures up and write about how you miss me and the long caption
And subliminally you can let **** know what happened
Fuck pouring out liquor and getting a tattoo
If you see a **** mother lacking she can get clapped too
Kill when the mind's your whole family life in danger
This the mentality of a young Brooklyn teenager
I ain't got a lot of friends but I got a lot of opps
Can't get no beef in the hood after a body drop
It's on for life on sight, you know I got it on me
Police coming, **** screaming out the window to warn me
Just know I'm shooting back when them **** come to hit me
If I die bet you one of my opps is coming with me
Rest a piece to me and the **** that hit me up
I'm going out like a G -Street, **** gon' pick me up
Told you if I die don't cry for me, just ride for me
Make all them **** die for me
And if you ain't gon' ride for me, don't lie to me
Don't chill and get high with me
...lost the power crush your enemy totally
When I kill one of my opps I want the **** to know it's me
Police tryna trick me saying we got people that saw ya
No first 48 hours I'm asking for a lawyer
I kill a **** that killed my man and do a quarter
I'm riding to the wheels fall off like I'm a Trump supporter
Bodies dropping we don't care if there's cameras on the corner
You dying from a headshot with my **** run up on ya
Still active still dealing with all kind of beef
Smoking one of my opps right now mixed with some ...
We police ourselves **** we don't involve the cops
Just told my man kids we killed the **** that killed they pops
I know that can't bring them back but I hope they get some closure
And remember what we did for they pops when they get older
Dying ain't the shit but it's pleasant, kinda quiet
Watch my **** bring the riot
Just know I'm shooting back when them **** come to hit me
If I die bet you one of my opps is coming with me
Rest a piece to me and the **** that hit me up
I'm going out like a G -Street, **** gon' pick me up
Told you if I die don't cry for me, just ride for me
Make all them **** die for me
And if you ain't gon' ride for me, don't lie to me
Don't chill and get high with me
Just know I'm shooting back when them **** come to hit me
If I die bet you one of my opps is coming with me
Rest a piece to me and the **** that hit me up
I'm going out like a G -Street, **** gon' pick me up
Told you if I die don't cry for me, just ride for me
Make all them **** die for me
And if you ain't gon' ride for me, don't lie to me
Don't chill and get high with me
Written by: Leonard Carl Grant