[Booka600]
I´m with the gang, they won´t leave me lonely
And this money, it won´t leave me lonely
Went through the pain, I was left alone
Gang gang on my chain and stones

And if he reaches for his headstone
Then boy, swear to God, they head on
Gotta watch your back, they´ll creep up on you
Got a little semi MAC with a lot up on it
Keep shit intact, don´t let ´em run up on you
Don´t put that gun up on you

[Lil Co]
Ride with that blicky, won´t catch me down bad
Couple homies died, it had the hood sad
I ain´t let that slide, bullets was flyin´, I had ´em hauling ass
I just came home, went to the top, I got ´em all mad
Heard them niggas plottin´, said they gon´ kill me, catch me down bad
In the streets on my lonely, shit look good, but really all bad

Say I been showin´ too much love, the devil ain´t givin´ niggas free pass
Shawty be mad, she love the feeling of blow up the repass
Got so much anger built inside, bring up the speed bag
Niggas think I can show ´em ´cause I´m gettin´ money, shit, I need that
Tryna let these streets go the rock, they like, "Where the weed at?"
I ain´t on the block no more, I ain´t slingin´ rock no more

[Booka600]
I´m with the gang, they won´t leave me lonely
And this money, it won´t leave me lonely
Went through the pain, I was left alone
Gang gang on my chain and stones

And if he reaches for his headstone
Then boy, swear to God, they head on
Gotta watch your back, they´ll creep up on you
Got a little semi MAC with a lot up on it
Keep shit intact, don´t let ´em run up on you
Don´t put that gun up on you

[Yung Mal]
They gon´ put that gun up on you
When I was broke, I knew what that money was gon´ do
Landmine, I done blew
I had to switch my line, they got they hand out like it´s cool
And they was laughin´ at me, I had to wear my play shoes to school
But now I drip, they drool
Runnin´ to veggie, me and fools

Trap car gon´ slide, that´s Von and Booka
Them traps behind us filled with real shooters
Get out of line, they lose it
I get ´em whacked, ain´t gotta spend a dime, that´s how we movin´
Got too many bands, but I´m not payin´ for that coochie
Gotta watch your back, keep it on you
The second you be lackin´, they be layin´ on you
Keep waitin´ on you to fall, they be praying on you
Got the gang with me, play, boy, they gon´ bang on you (Iceberg)

[Booka600]
I´m with the gang, they won´t leave me lonely
And this money, it won´t leave me lonely
Went through the pain, I was left alone

Gang gang on my chain and stones
And if he reaches for his headstone
Then boy, swear to God, they head on
Gotta watch your back, they´ll creep up on you
Got a little semi MAC with a lot up on it
Keep shit intact, don´t let ´em run up on you
Don´t put that gun up on you