Mhmmm hmmmmm

On God

Step or get stepped on **** you know how the fuck we comin ****

GTD

I'm the only gon stop me shit can't break me I'm the one

Hope the feds don't come and take me only way I'm gon be done

Either dead or you in jail don't make it out where I come from

I know the more I'm gettin rich the closer and closer feds they come

Yeah I forget that I'm rapper cause I do that shit for fun

Yeah we was deep a fan tried run up on me we all clutched our guns

We feel so dumb

We almost smoked his ass for nun

That's how we come

Like where we raised up never think we always quick to up the gun

I'm the only gon stop me shit can't break me I'm the one

Hope the feds don't come and take me only way I'm gon be done

Either dead or you in jail don't make it out where I come from

I know the more I'm gettin rich the closer and closer feds they come

I took a risk that lost it all if you a hustler you won't fall

Got off my ass I got it right back like Lamelo now I ball

My jump shot wet I never miss I up that bitch ain't talking about ball

I seen a opp thought he was safe was shopping died up in the mall

Hit him wit two I had to go I wish I could've dumped it all

I hit the back door hop up in the srt and now I'm gone

My people tell me Fendi leave the streets I promise gon go far

We havin motion now still slidin ain't no changing who we are

But now we rich so when we slide you know we quick to change the car

Back then was riding in them strikers till we hit em in the wall

I miss my dawgs that got no bond right now they wouldn't be in em walls

The opps some bitches who got guns we used to beat em in em stalls

I miss my favorite opp he used to call me trollin now he gone

Thought we was cool he tried to walk up on me did his ass so wrong

I got a button on the Glock so when I shoot it sing a song

Go ask the opps about me all the ones who dissed wasn't living long

Got smoked so long they shit ain't strong

Back then that shit hit like a bong

A **** smoke my brother promise till he dead I won't go home

I text my lil bitch what you on

She said ain't nun home alone

She sent a picture in a thong

And said right now my man ain't home

That's that shit that make me sick

But lil bitch bad so I still I hit

**** walk up in the crib he think we fighting I got switch

Folksnem try to up his gun by then was dead I up too quick

Worst part **** had a kid

But now he dead over a bitch

Before he died was yelling why I know that **** regret ts

He should've never reached for blick

I ain't gon diss that goofy **** wasn't a opp or in the mix

Uhh huhhhh

He wasn't a opp or in the mix

Uhh huhhhh

I'm the only gon stop me shit can't break me I'm the one

Hope the feds don't come and take me only way I'm gon be done

Either dead or you in jail don't make it out where I come from

I know the more I'm gettin rich the closer and closer feds they come