Yeah, ayy, I'm one of them faders

 My boy, I ain't runnin' You see me push through all the dogs, nobody

 else comin' Go ahead and send another load, I got the rest

 comin' He heard we gunnin' for him, now I ain't got

 his chest jumpin' You don't respect nothin', sure that boy

 is built to have some fuckin' with my shit If I go down, I walk him down, I'm known for

 takin' risks Hope God let me in heaven, cause I wipe up

 after hits That dog shit, she gon' follow where them bands

 at The **** with my money take his wife and he

 can't stand that Winners of the game get rewarded where the

 rings at Red dot, beam that, I ain't seen that

 Caught up by yourself inside the post, where your team at?

 Boy, I ain't runnin', I chew all my beef I'ma paint somethin', put the money on the

 line I'ma race somethin', only thing I know is