I got 2 drakes, lets have a standoff I could use a shoelace and knock your mans off Squeezing DE, trynna pop the nigga head off
He ran from the 50cal, I done knocked the nigga leg off Ain´t really have no friends, got my first bike, took the pegs off I only ran one time in my life, from a red dog Body in the bando got streets stanking like a dead dog Ash hit my line with some glass, that´s a red call Nigga you ain´t never drunk glass Hi-Tech I heard they got some new drank, I wanna try that Plus all the real drank sippers sayin it taste like Act´ Fuck around and took too many percs, I can´t fight back Fell asleep mid stroke, she said I never nutted Always stood my place in the line, I ain´t never cut it
We can talk about pape, but that´s a different subject My nigga took 2 to the face, he got killed for nothing They popped my brother in the dope house, he got killed for hustling He pulled up in the time I needed him, he real for coming Though my cousin deaf, but I can´t bring him around, he always steal something Now I don´t really like be with Baby Ghost, he wanna kill something Thousand blue hunnids on me now, that´s a real hundred Drinking green with the codeine, it´s a teal color He act like he was really getting money, and she fell for it
Month later the bitch found out, he really steal from her Got into it with my baby mama, took the kids from her I drunk too much cough syrup, got my rib hurting In a minute, hunnid racks for a verse, a ad-lib 30 ´member when I crashed my 4-wheeler, my back still hurting And I´m too sore to fight right now, my strap still working Boy all you kill is pussy, my shooter killed a real person Hit the nigga in the head, he looking real nervous Low-top Louis Vuittons on, got my heels hurting They killed my brother 2013, my heart still hurting
I really don´t think my heart working, I need a real surgery Niggas taking what I said and switching it up, ain´t that perjury? I´m that ghetto nigga from the 810, you ain´t heard of me? Ghetto boy shit we look at Peezy like Master P And stop saying what you gon´ do to me, that´s blasphemy And just know, I turn into C-Murder when I blast the heat Spin around the block, cut the lights off, you just passed the street Ain´t got my heat, I woke up looking for somebody ass to beat Niggas tried to go to war with me, I shot up half the street So you saying give you a verse for two-thou, that´s what you askin´ me?
If I trip and fall on this beat, don´t laugh at me What the fuck is ten-thou, that´s a stack to me What the fuck is a Hellcat, that´s a cab to me Bitch you don´t get no benefits, if you wasn´t sitting in the lab with me Won´t put my hands on my bitch, I had dream of her stabbing me Too much cough syrup, I got a cavity Need to lay back on the weed, I smoked a half a p I got a fiend that only buy rocks, but smoke a half a week Imma bust a bitch down first, Mike after me Serving white kids on 8-mile that look like Eminem The Glock I got is a gun, that´s a synonym Baby these are Diors not Timberlands Told you that´s all I wear, I don´t think you are listening
Golden Sun did the chain, you see it glistening It´s a snake in the grass, I heard it hiss in it I only use this toilet here to flush dope, I don´t piss in it With a pair Amiri jeans on, they don´t sell in Michigan In a 550 Benz, riding on Michelins This nigga bought a big pop, and poured Trish in it If you see me in the mall, I got my blick in it And this is not a standard clip in it, I got a stick in it