I did it cuz I had to You trynna get fame Watch how you talk I’ll leave a n lame I’ll spray out the choppa Like a b when she came 23 in his chest Call that n James I’m clawin for the top I’m somethin you can’t tame Whippin the block Yea they know my name Oh you got a glock Guess what n same Got a lot to lose Ion want no shame This not a game we don’t play But you know I’m with the gang And we bang He crying for his momma We made that n sang Shorties come to me Askin can we hang Yea you got that thang But I’m with the gang And we Crip He was talkin shit Punched him in the lip Shot him in the hip Drove off in the whip Didn’t leave a tip Dodging the feds Money in the bed Guns in the shed Gang was having beef We filled em up with led They was claimin blood So you know them n bled You only need one G My homie trusted two and now my nigga dead