Let's up that's pace let's up that pace you hemme

Long Live all the men free all the men come on let's go

Judo

I ain't chasing no hoe I've been chasing that bag

And I keep a Glock and it won't ever jam this a factory clip we don't do pro mag

I've been in some shootouts and never got hit, all the ops keep on shooting like they got a lag

We up on the score and I swear I'll keep stepping until the day all of they toes got a tag

I heard they caught that body we need that back

No bro wasn't gang, but we still fuck with him so when we so ops we don't know how to act

And when they see me they don't freeze up they run cuz' they know for a fact I be totting my strap

They gotta choose either the streets or do track, there's no way a gangsta' could do 4 flat

Every time that they slide we gon click at their tires

They trynna act like they putting in work shit when we started beefing they must've got fired

We gotta do better they keep getting shot and not dying, these **** ain't thugs they survivors

Next time that happens I swear imma go to the hospital room, and pull out all the wires

Rest In Peace Mico I'm totting a micro

Uzzah for life put that shit in my bio

Free Moji I know that **** a psycho

When we hit the road it's the A or Ohio, we gon' buy atleast one gun for each of our rivals

Put the flash on the rail turn the stick to a light pole

D.O.A on the scene left him dead on arrival

Imma be the shooter I'm calling an iso

Scoovy's rolling the dead man whenever he smokes, and I do what I do cuz' I know what I know

No respect to them **** cuz I stick to the code, they ain't solid they still deal with **** that told

Ain't no cold feet cuz you know I stay ten toes

Now they men started dying it's taking a toll, he can't stop popping perks that's the way that he copes

I ain't chasing no hoe I've been chasing that bag

And I keep a Glock and it won't ever jam this a factory clip we don't do pro mag

I've been in some shootouts and never got hit, all the ops keep on shooting like they got a lag

We up on the score and I swear I'll keep stepping until the day all of they toes got a tag

I heard they caught that body we need that back

No bro wasn't gang, but we still fuck with him so when we so ops we don't know how to act

And when they see me they don't freeze up they run cuz' they know for a fact I be totting my strap

They gotta choose either the streets or do track, there's no way a gangsta' could do 4 flat

Rest In Peace Mico I'm totting a micro

Uzzah for life put that shit in my bio

Free Moji I know that **** a psycho

When we hit the road it's the A or Ohio, we gon' buy atleast one gun for each of our rivals

Put the flash on the rail turn the stick to a light pole

D.O.A on the scene left him dead on arrival