Every encounter I had I was dolo **** I ain't ever do bad

Thinking bout bda this shit get me Thinking bout bda this shit get me mad

Worda bro they ain't know what we had we ain't have none we made it last

Never looked popped we was down bad Grew up on my own I ain't have a dad

Wanna go back but can't live in the past If you cross that line you ain't getting a pass

I don't care bout ya rank so don't bring up ya tags

Been 550 never needed a flag No pape and banging go get you a bag

Most of these **** done told on they mans Yea this shit make me laugh

Said he hopped off the porsche But he really on none

**** going out sad

Wait

Wait

Like I'm bopping my head To the tone of the bass

Beam to what **** must be laced Like I bent that block frah on my waist

Lead to quick pick up the pace 456 never rollin no ace

They bitches got hit Better show em some grace

In the back of the benz Bro pouring up tris

Why you dirtied my sprite **** know I don't sip

Always sober I ain't taking no risk

**** bitched cause his bitch got hit

Should've known kid know how it get Don't try to box we ain't using fists

Tread lightly don't be on that list Don't make a scene cause I'll show you a skit

The last thing you'd see is a ski and some twists

Matter fact put that price on ya head

Cuzzy going for the swish

Every encounter I had I was dolo **** I ain't ever do bad

Thinking bout bda this shit get me Thinking bout bda this shit get me mad

Worda bro they ain't know what we had we ain't have none we made it last

Never looked popped we was down bad Grew up on my own I ain't have a dad

Wanna go back but can't live in the past If you cross that line you ain't getting a pass