(You´ll fly too if you link up with Frenchie)
Yeah (Uh-oh)
Shoot
Just don´t go to sleep on me, man, please
We got one line left

It´s three in the mornin´, finna pour up, damn near four
Who got a Fanta?
Me and Frenchie, we Sherm and Kickstine (Turn me up, Fivee, for real)
Got another Fanta?

I´m out drank, pills, and ´shrooms, my body goin´ through the motions
I´m in Miami by the ocean, thinkin´ bout my Uncle Bud (Yeah, yeah)
Thinkin´ ´bout my mama how she miss her big brother (Yeah)
I gotta be there for my sisters
I gotta be there for my daughter, I gotta be there for my sons, I gotta be there for everybody need me (G)
He died two years ago on Christmas Eve (Mm)

Damn, brodie, why you leave me?
Damn right, I´m still grievin´ (Damn right)
But I gotta accept it, why?
You got killed ´cause you was greedy
Man, I wonder how Cookie doin´ (Mm), I know she miss her son (Mm)
Huh, CJ had a bond
My shit hot, but I don´t write it (Mm-mm)
I need some sleep, but I´ll fight it (Nah) ´cause I might not wake up
I´m high as fuck off these medical (Ooh)
They keep sayin´, "Go see your granddaddy," I´m tryna fit it in my schedule
This shit crazy how life work
I used to be the one without work (Mm), now I get a dub for a verse
Another ten for the video (Woah), that´s a thirty, and I ain´t talkin´ ´bout a Perky

I pray to God have mercy (On me), on my soul (On my soul)
´Cause I really took my gun in church, paranoid, schizophrenic (Woah)
If I squeeze, he gon´ vanish (Frrt), if he scream, I´ma panic (Frrt)
Shoot his ass ´til it click (Baow), then plead insanity (I´m crazy)
I´m tryna feed my family (Crazy)
You tried to rob me, yeah, um (Um)
Thinkin´ I´m floppin´, but I´m steady doin´ numbers (Ooh)
You better not rap now
I come from the jungle (Gates)
It be your own family tryna take you under (Ooh)
You doin´ good, but they don´t want you to (Nah), you livin´ good, but they don´t want you to (To)
He post his favorite rapper before he post you (Yeah)

It don´t cost shit to support a nigga (Nah)
Still gon´ get them M&Ms, that´s on my daughter, nigga (My daughter)
Don´t hear my shit, everything turned, you can´t ignore a nigga (Hello?)
Everything I was doin´, now prayin´ off the streets, owe a nigga
They steady dissin´ on my name, but I´ll show a nigga (I´ll show him)
It ain´t shit to pull a motherfuckin´ trigger (I´ll blow him)
You ain´t no, you ain´t no motherfuckin´ killer (You a ho)
Fuck around, smack the shit out of one of you bitch-ass niggas (Bitch)