Lyrics:
Let it be prophesized; n****s'll die because ya crew's goon
Around the way n****s get murdered by the full moon
Heard it in whispered tones
N****s
back against the building
I'm the villian that's creeping around corners
Like shorty you see them n****s creeping around, warn us
We might be coming
N****s don't love you they wanna Get next to you
Bitches ain't shit don't put pussy on pedestals
Fuck all you n****s I'm speaking in general
Yo sis, what the fuck is up with these n****s man?
They ain't know?
Oh, okay, what we getting out here? (money)
We getting money
We ''bout to put
This for all my n****s who can't leave the streets
This for all my n****s that's in way too deep
For killers catching bodies they can't get no
Yuh yuh
Aye man, say man
This is for my Dat-a-way ass n****s
If you ain't in GCO, you ain't up
Nawf you can't relate
F**k these hoes, f**k these
(It's lit)
(PhLy Shit)
(Alumni, Uh)
I've been up, I've been down
But I'm gucci I'm around
Real n****s say wassup, fake n****s not a (Hol up)
Real
N****s that's switching sides gotta stay there
A bad b***h with hips and thighs I made her stay here
I can see it all in ya eyes
All of them lies in
coming
If it's a problem then the choppers start drumming, drumming
[Chorus: x2]
My n****s flip birds
Your n****s flip burgers
My n****s got
Gotta get back to the payment
The n****s I knew they done changed up (Yah Yah)
Yeah
I done been all in my head with all this emotional shit
Man I
I thank these n****s scared me (it's cool though)
N**** bump my s*** see don't even holla
I bump yo s*** n**** I'ma holla at you
(Butt f*** that
Jersey them n****s they think I'm crazy and creepy
And as we speak they tryin' to find me a therapist
Rapid fire I clap and hire till you die a liar
I put my all into this shit and all that said was keep grinding
Don’t be fucking with them n****s chus them n****s they grimey
(Aye)
I put my all
(money), then quit wasting my time (time)
You n****s is trash (trash), You falling in line
Look at the work and look at the grind
I'm into my prime just
to stop
And I stay fucking up the game you other n****s lame
And unlike the young kids I don't do this for the fame (Nope)
I had been broke now I'm about
N****s want smoke
You do not want it
Bullets go on ya head like a bonnet
Look for that boy, already on it
My n****s throw him up like a vomit
410 know how we do it
You n****s must think that i'm stupid, yeah
Don't make me choose you or the music
No tellin how easy i do it, yeah
The way you
Fuck n****s i ain’t tryna fall in love witcha (nooo)
All in my face saying you in love n**** (please)
I stay grinding n****s know ima go getta
Verse:
Yeah it's been a long day
Since I came up in the bay
Get these n****s out my face
Get these hoes to my place
I'm just tryna find my way
energy bad vibes n****s lonely
If the foreign ain't fast .... I don’t own it
N****s hype on old s**t I been had
Selling art for the low i used to weigh
If I Catch A N**** Slipping Then
Its On Sight
If I Think A N**** Tripping Then
Its On Sight
If You N****s Keep B****ing Then
Its On Sight
If I Even
Chi-town to Miami
Houston to mother f***in' LA, we connect n****
With some gangsta s***
Mother f***ers, you frontin' we comin' with heat n****s
AR-15s
the b**** up put the gangsta twist on
Her sunny southern cal it never snows
N****s yellin' ha's and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun
Have mercy, let me bow my head
I count a million up, that's daily bread
Ain't no more humble in me, s*** is dead
Tell them p**** n****s I ain't never
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