It's too much shit going on in here, sometimes you can't contain it

Turn my pressure to diamonds, I'm shining light, I really got rich off pain, so high I can't even think

I miss big blood, I remember we was pouring up drank

In Scoom we trust, lil **** it's only us, don't play your ass get spanked

Hop out right there, so many Glocks on a drill, you think we was blowing a tank

Slid in a SRT, TP on the side everybody in this car got aim

Don't run we chase you down we get up close, only thing he saw is flames

I got some racks in a bookbag, **** can't hang around me if they don't got 10k

I change my ways, this shit got real in the past

Now a days go straight to the bank

I slid through a couple of blocks, I found me a opp

Swing chop, make a fuck **** late

Give me a house by a lake, with thirty somthin' kids, at least he got somewhere to play

Guess that's something to live, and something to die for

Know my bro finna slide in the back, two-hundred on the dash make **** get back boy

Blrrdd smack boy, 40s an Nicks in the Raq, TP get to smacking the backboard

Hitting up shit in they face, then hopping on stage, no bap

Tell them **** get back for it

But you see on the dashboard, **** leave a pipe in they seat, where the fuck is you at boy

Reach for it, know I'ma dump it, hit him with button

Come here, why the fuck is you running

Old girl making assumptions, tweaking for nothing

Every day I be outside hunting

I'll make shit cry like onions, fuckin' the trigger, till I feel like I ran out of gunshells

Praying I don't fail, **** go broke on the block, get worse so they stay at a hotel

Uhhh drop mask, they know it was me

Before we were throwing on skis, I grabbed me a T

Me an Opp finna beat up the streets

The opps stay dissing on beats, but two **** popped

The others be thinking it's sweet

Take flicks in a trackhawk jeep, I'm walking around with a chop, that's bigger than me

It's too much shit going on in here, sometimes you can't contain it

Turn my pressure to diamonds, I'm shining light I really got rich off pain, so high I can't even think

I miss big blood, I remember we was pouring up drank

In Scoom we trust, lil **** it's only us, don't play your ass get spanked

Hop out right there, So many Glocks on a drill, you think we was blowing a tank

Slid in a SRT, TP on the side everybody in this car got aim

Don't run we chase you down we get up close, only thing he saw is flames

I got some racks in a bookbag, **** can't hang around me if they don't got 10k