Got a lot of homies that'll die for it

To be honest, I ain't really got the time for it

I just sit back, relax, write rhymes for us

But if you fuck with me, they spray you up like Tom Ford

Got a lot of homies that'll ride too

They just wanna see ya eyes to the sky view

Shit, they ain't even make it out of high school

But they doctors using bullets to prescribe you

They love it when that coroner describe you

Toe tag, was tagged by four rags for cold cash

The 8th of the month, a week passed and they ate for the month

But need bread to get an eighth for the blunt

Snacks know a **** well who just got bday money

300 in his back right pocket, he see your money

If he sock em, that's two zips from CJs honey

And he can sell the mid for double to them freeway bunnies

That's a quick flip, so he at your pockets and dip

Give it to CJ's shawty now he is Reggie equipped

But he rolled like 6 blunts with his **** for laughs

And them bunnies who coppin the mid, got weed in they past

They looking for that hard stuff, white powder he don't got in trunk

So he about to the big boys up, he big boy tough

Well that's a big boy bluff,

Cause he ain't got the type of money that them big boys trust

So he, hit is mans on some “let me hold a dolla” shit

A couple stacks from ya, call that shit a scholarship

Hard knocks with hard rock, I'm bout it

Cause them college chicks feenin, they been heavily scouted

"And my brother need money, he my family too

We gon combine our earnings form a family crew"

Who woulda knew them block boys they was peeping his rise

And once he made like ten bands Snacks got caught three in the eye, damn

They just wanna see you fall

They just wanna see you fall

They wait until you standing tall

Then you ain't gonna see tomorrow

Run, run, run, run oh oh

Run, run, run, run

Got a lot of homies that'll die for it

To be honest, I ain't really got the time for it

I just sit back, relax, write rhymes for us

But if you fuck with me, they spray you up like Tom Ford

Got a lot of homies that'll ride too

They just wanna see ya eyes to the sky view

Shit, they ain't even make it out of high school

But they doctors using bullets to prescribe you

To think that **** died from two zips

They open up ya body like chicks and tulips, that's foolish

Them block boys peeped them **** taking they block

So they loaded like two glocks, let's do this

No thought about it

I got homies on both sides

And I'm in the middle like the kitty and two thighs

They don't give a fuck that 9-5 I'm in suit tie

I hit they phone and order up that heat like new fries, if you talking reckless

I told you once, I'll tell you twice, I ain't nothing to mess with

Ain't seen my dawg in like 3 years, he still on the guest list

And we open up that Crown like new toys

You look in my section leave you salty like two soys, we dripping sauce

They mop behind us, they leave you waiting like Benihanas

Then pull up with that switch like many mamas, thats plenty drama

Taking ya benji commas ignoring ya plenty problems and leaving you slump like sleep pajamas, they keep it silent

No sleeping round these parts,

But when it's time to rest, we don't need dark

Might be why I'm never in my bed like the lease start

I go to shawty crib, she curled up like a sea horse, she know they coming

My **** keep that drum like Andre Drummond and get to drummin

911, 12 is soon to be summoned

In the 8-0 they just wait for a ****

Until a **** think it's safe for a ****

And then they break for a **** (Damn)

They just wanna see you fall

Oh they just wanna see you fall

They wait until you standing tall

Then you ain't gonna see tomorrow

Got a lot of homies that'll die for it

To be honest, I ain't really got the time for it

I just sit back, relax, write rhymes for us

But if you fuck with me, they spray you up like Tom Ford

Got a lot of homies that'll ride too

They just wanna see ya eyes to the sky view

They ain't even make it out of high school

But they doctors using bullets to prescribe you