YMN and Sammy made this cold

This here are all my **** true there

In my picture, yeah

See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted

YMN, that shit is a business

Hard-headed, I guess I never listen

You claim you're real, my **** you're trippin'

My ****, you're trippin'

He roll with a Smith and, to aim at his victim

I roll with some ****

I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings

See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted

YMN, that shit is a business

Hard-headed, I guess I never listen

You claim you're real, my **** you're trippin'

My ****, you're trippin'

He roll with a Smith and, to aim at his victim

I roll with some ****

I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings

Take a L and I'm comin' right back

Disrespect? And we all out attack

No cap, really live what we rap

Fuck on your bitch and I'm sendin' her back

Drippin' designer but I don't need clothes

I need a milli to split it with bro

Gettin' this money, that's my only goal

Pray to God that my **** don't fold

Overseas, where the fiends at

Trap house with a G-pack

Can't leave till I clean that

I was handin' out testers

TT was the feedback

Young ****, feelin' heartless

Sippin' mud 'cause it heal that

Sippin' mud 'cause it heal that

See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted

YMN, that shit is a business

Hardheaded, I guess I never listen

You claim you're real, my **** you're trippin'

My ****, you're trippin'

He roll with a Smith and, to aim at his victim

I roll with some ****

I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings

See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted

YMN, that shit is a business

Hard-headed, I guess I never listen

You claim you're real, my **** you're trippin'

My ****, you're trippin'

He roll with a Smith and, to aim at his victim

I roll with some ****

I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings

We aim at your siblings but we never aim for them childrens

Big dough, I ain't talkin', no Kiplings

She movin' like she in her feelin's

I want you, I'll still fuse , which will come, she refuse

Now she here 'cause the fuse, and you've got harder on tap for excuse

All my Mali's armed like they ain't go no legs

Me and Alz go back to back like singles, there's no fuckin' dreads

We just tryna make it out like that

Smokin' weed, don't pop no Perc'

Fuck 'em all, we do these drugs

Six foot, now he's on a shirt

See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted

YMN, that shit is a business

Hard-headed, I guess I never listen

You claim you're real, my **** you're trippin'

My ****, you're trippin'

He roll with a Smith and, to aim at his victim

I roll with some ****

I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings

See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted

YMN, that shit is a business

Hard-headed, I guess I never listen

You claim you're real, my **** you're trippin'

My ****, you're trippin'

He roll with a Smith and, to aim at his victim

I roll with some ****

I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings

Touch my slime, now you're on my hit list

Double cup, codeine what I'm sippin'

Super paro, these drugs got me trippin'

In the trap, me and bro stay whippin'

Servin' food just to make that livin'

Motivated, my bros are driven

Servin' food just to make that livin'

Motivated, my bros are driven

See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted

YMN, that shit is a business

Hard-headed, I guess I never listen

You claim you're real, my **** you're trippin'

My ****, you're trippin'

He roll with a Smith and, to aim at his victim

I roll with some ****

I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings

See I'm talented, I guess that I'm gifted

YMN, that shit is a business

Hardheaded, I guess I never listen

You claim you're real, my **** you're trippin'

My ****, you're trippin'

He roll with a Smith and, to aim at his victim

I roll with some ****

I roll with some killers to aim at your siblings

YMN and Sammy made this cold