Ayy, This lil Top Nigga
Uh, R.I.P Dump, R.I.P Dave
I'm banging from boozilla till I'm in the grave
Where I came from that, It ain't no love
I grew up round thugs, Imma die a thug
God please don't let my 30 jam(Back to back bustin)
Victim of murder everyday I'm missing my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin'
From my son's to my niggas, need the one go home for nothing
Say back just touched down, I just gave him over 10 grand
We catch that boy spin him, That pussy nigga been playin'
I'm pulling up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin with them drums we ain't never ran
Oh, It ain't no love in these streets (Oh, oh)
I put my feelings on this beat (Yeah, oh, oh)
(Oh, oh) Gotta watch how I move my feet
(Feet)Yeah, I know they probably kill me
(Yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, I know they probably kill me
(I know they probably kill me)
Yeah, Say no I'm steady with my heat
I Catch that nigga now he goin' for me
Now why they fucking with me, No oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Say what you on, Say YB we gon' put these niggas on (Put em' on)
I show no mercy, Gotta get it in a hurry
I bust that .40 Imma leave his vision blurry
God, please don't let my .30 jam (Back to back bustin)
Victim of murder, everyday I'm missing my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin'
From my son's to my niggas, need the one go home for nothing
Say back just touched down, I just gave him over 10 grand
We catch that boy spin him, that pussy nigga been playin'
I'm pulling up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin with them drums we ain't never ran
Sometimes I wonder why my grandma always fucking with me
We fall off she know I love her, hope the Lord forgive me
My sister got a Corolla, I must go buy a Bentley
Comin' up I had to be my own Father figure
Told the brother slow down, I only catch ya goin' fast nigga
We only got one motive gotta get that nigga
Focus on first place don't be like the last nigga
Predict the future, just let go of the past nigga
I do this shit for all the times you had me fucked up
Instead of sleeping all the time you should get the fuck up
I ran it with YB he told me nigga you so gifted
I'm certified, I'm a one of a kind nigga
I get you smoked like a cigarette
No it ain't cool
Screaming mama I made it I could graduate came from school
We bringin' it to the table like we all playing pool
Why you struggle like a lawyer? Cause we got somethin' to prove
God please don't let my .30 jam (Back to back bustin)
Victim of murder everyday I'm missing my cousin
But life goes on, we steady thuggin'
From my son's to my niggas, need the one go home for nothing
Say back just touched down, I just gave him over 10 grand
We catch that boy spin him, that pussy nigga been playin'
I'm pulling up in a foreign with my stick in hand
Back to back bustin with them drums we ain't never ran