I still would think she lying with her right hand on the bible

Takers tell em' give me that them **** so entitled

Go spin don't hit I'll send em' back this time with extra rifles

Swear them **** nowhere close to me so they can't be my rivals

Babygirl my love forever

Babygirl know we for lifers

Say the word you know I'm coming

Get the world that's if I like you

It won't solid it got left

All of mine still real and righteous

Thoughts in my head keep me silent

I take drugs to help me fight it I'm off

Percocets and aderall some beans and I'm off lean

I don't take em' then I mean

But I'm still sober when on feet

Throw the Glock out to the trees

When we leave blood all on the scene

Cast the rods when we go fishing then throw switches in the sea

I feel peace when I'm off pills

Happiness through memories

Melons tapped I lemon squeeze

You try m.e. you d.i.e.

Paid the fee?

I fucked for free

Two things I see that I believe

Talk is cheap love not for me

And misery love company

Yeah, said fuck and did it no help

They still want some credit forever I debt it to God cause he ain't never left

Get hit a frrr and he melt

Died with no stain he can't go on a shelf

Should've got spanked when you was a lil' boy but when you turn a man its a different belt

Drained all my love I ain't got nothing left

God my pole and soul three things I know that's never leaving me

Don't trust em' they misleading me

At least that's how it seem to me

Quagen in my system only time you'll see som green in me

Fucked up from tryna give them love I should've left the eaters be

Don't say a word still bet the beat will speak

Ain't brushing off no dissing we come through and knock of bead a beads

Paint stripes on every choppa l just to show em' that my heat elite

Cracked her off a perk and bean tryna turn her into a fiend for me

Dracs and glocks make music

Blow this peezy like a flute

I wrote songs inside my room

When I couldn't make it to the Stu

I got higher than then moon

So I could stop thinking bout you

Put my all in chasing blues

When I ain't know what else to do

Ain't on beans she say I'm mean

But she still hate the fact I take em'

Wrap my wood in Marley papers

Smoke dessertz to taste the flavors

I'm with slime cause I'm with takers

If you stealing that ain't gangsta

You say luck I call it favor

Dyke bitch dead and yall can't save her now