Ay, I'm back on that '07 shit, you hear me?
I think I'm the only nigga that can turn opps to fans, you hear me?
Free Nine
Me and Nuski swagged up in Grad school (Let's Get It)
Remember when the homicide grabbed you?
Boogieman had the trap like a drive thru (Gang!)
The coke was goin' quick like it's fast food
Booka told me D-Rose lost his 9-1
Appeal money for them killers when that time come (Let's Get It)
Sneak dissin' what these goofy niggas dyin' from
(Grrdah!)
One call, I make my TVL slide up (Gang!)
I pressed 1JB 'cause Zoo was callin' (Zoo was calling)
I pressed 7 'cause these goofy's callin' (Goofy's calling)
(Let's get it)
I fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin'
(Ain't nun)
I fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin'
I beat my case, I keep my pistol on me
This nigga supposed been my mans, but he was snitching on me
And every time he came around I was grippin' on it
Like fuck yo' life, I won't think twice and I'll blick you, homie
We'll turn yo' IG to a obituary
I took a couple of yo' homies to a cemetery
And you kno' we did it, you ain't did nun
DeDe in that jam and he ain't said nun
Can't name a fuckin' nigga that I ran from
Jus' made sixty-thousand off of Samsung
Just put a couple bodies on my damn gun
And we carry Draco's like they handguns
Bitches wanna be glo', wanna be famous
Cum inside her mouth, I make her taste dick
Them skinny bitches whine, I make 'em take dick
Might fuck her in her butt, so she can stay thick
I lost my niggas to this shit that's why I'm solo, homie
Uptown Miami hood and I was dolo, homie
These streets will pull back and forth like a yo-yo homie
Like we ain't kill yo' mans and I don't know yo' homie
I can hear Nuski callin'
I can hear Yuyu callin' (Chino)
I can hear LA callin'
Yeah, I can hear Pluto callin'
I can hear Iris callin'
I can hear J-Money callin'
Yeah, I can hear O' callin'
Yeah, I can hear Moe callin'
I was staying in Chicago 'cause I had to
Probation for my pistol, it was bad news
All these niggas tried to diss me 'cause they had to
Even if I was with my kids, know I had to
I got better vibes, I got better thoughts
Like shoutout to them killers who was never caught
Niggas screaming "gang gang", yeah, they hella soft
I seen that shit happen, that's a gimmick nigga
(Fraud)
A hundred for my jewelry, for my image nigga
In the field with my killers playing scrimmage
Nigga
That Timmy Turner wasn't nun to my Timmy, nigga
Tim-Tim kept a fifty in the city, nigga
Niggas opps to me I used to hang with (Bitch)
Now they want me dead on some fame shit (Bitch)
Or they want some peace but that's the same shit
And they call 'em people that's the same shit