We slang ratchets get a wagon we ain’t into beef
That pistol let off kinda funny it’s a lemon squeeze
Ride down this fukkin block n you get 10 a piece
You screamin to the doc like fukk them!! tend to me
A glock and 1 pill I’m feelin likes it 10 of me
A chop and 2 pills I feel like I can clear the streets….
The weed getting to my mind sometimes I like to preach
I wake the block up, 5 shots, love the rifle speech
Before they seen me wit potential they wasn’t liking me
I needed them before a gun or a knife to me
Already happened just don’t want it coming twice to me
I ride around wit lots of guns n iont like to speed
Sometimes I wake up in a mood n iont like to speak
I done lost so many nikkas it ain’t right to me
All my nikkas in a mansion what I like to see
Yea they hype as me but they ain’t bout that life like me…