Don’t nobody ride for me, don’t nobody cry for me, I know it’s bad When I be second guessing about who proud of me mailed my opps a letter we 6-0 b****tch that’s a killing spree be on they block so much I bet not catch a opp walk down the street, Fucc it we here till morning can’t get em kill his friend Percocet got my blowing all I won’t is revenge, on the road riches getting money this Shii just began **** snakes try to take my Shii uk I’m screamin Fucc a friend say yu Cuzzin switched up for yo bro had a shootout wit my kin nikes shoes my laces struck yk this Shii here won’t bend black forces on my feet & I ran em down w my murder men no bitch we can’t speak if yu ain’t talking bout no backends boy thought Shii was sweet until them bullets came from my end how many **** I trust I can’t even count on 1 hand pockets overfull fell in love wit dead presidents bitch stay out my space ion even care if yu my residence remember early mornings with papa watching Jefferson’s sharkloto in my lungs this Shii just like my medicine some Shii ion deserve I’m still gifted with the better things ion giv a damn what yu claim we bleed the same

- [ ] I send my boys to zip you up I bet they lay you down send a couple shots at ya Shii we shooting hunnet rounds Spending racks on all of these outfits please don’t try to run up Man I swear you gone dropped quick 30 round drum since this **** want to clout chase she swear I’m out here tweakin bitch I told her I need hella space gotta switch up on my glock fuck some legs tryna bust a face I got thigh pads on me now my pockets they hold hella weight I was stuck up in the cold I got hot then I moved away neva been no hating **** but bitch I made a way tell me love really real Shii findin that hard to trace love my son mama like no other yea he ona way I can’t till we get airborne movin state to state buy my bitch designer show you hoes that I’m Prada bae soon I hit the switch they on go Ian have to say no I hold my on anti social Ian goin out today I sent my yougins on a blitz get yu popped today Fucc it onat street let down window beat up the block w K’s

I done ran it up & we was supposed to be here social distancing I ride wit this glock when I shoot this bitch it ain’t no missing