I got my gunnas with them 223 light that flame up on your ass, all my niggas got that gas, we roll you up just like a dutch, man you think it’s all a game. Till my gunna cum in clutch, 5 people deep hop out the van, take ur mans, pop some xans, make that nigga go to sleep, put some codine in his drink, now he stepping 1,2,3 now he’s trippen off his feet, I told that boi don’t play with me. I turn into 100 degrees, play with me make yo niggas catch that heat, then make you ass freeze where you at, where you standing that’s your landing spot. Lazers pointing at your top Better dig the hole now, just to put him in the ground, no one really heard a sound. So next time boi just shut your mouth, might just fuckin save a life and make it out, All my jhits they ride or die, if I tell them to go slide, you already know they went by, called my phone too tell me that that nigga lost his life. I’m talking bout my life has changed, in ways that’s ain’t safe, I told my momma one day we gonna rock this place, ima give you lots love and put a smile on your face, cause I don’t want loose that day, where I cant say things I need to say. But like most humans. It’s hard to release Anger from your brain. Maybe that’s why I’m insane, my anger issues get me the best, but I try not to stress, I try to live happy life, what’s next? Who knows, call up my homie just to get some smoke , let it blow, get so high you in the sky you don’t wanna leave that night. Just sit by my side and tell me everything’s gonna alright please mama stay with me tonight, rock the 40, by my side!! Don’t try my life, I’ll make you cry, when ten deep men hop up out the van take mans, and bands, leave him with broke hands, has no phone, has no wallet,. Boi can’t see his feet, cause I shot them off his ass, now his whole body dropped, now he’s fucking sweatin, hyper ventilatin, he’s on the ground talking about he’s seeing satan, boi you fucking trippen, the 666 hoped up in the kitchen , told me ain’t living, boi what you mean, ain’t fucking livin, I’m sitting right here in the kitchen, gettin livid,all this shit is very vivid to my mind boi I ain’t fucking high, please tell me this is a lie, I had a couple signs ... telling me not to mess with this guy..... man these opps on the streets, will take anything from you, don’t let them get close to you, or ima pull my pole too, I really don’t know you, that I will blow too, just fucking show you that I’m really bout that smoke ,pull up on your block 15 shots 5 missed other ten, had to hit his hip and his dome, and his chest... them hallows ripped right through his vest. Now hes on the ground, I will never have to hear a sound, from that clown!! And that’s Facts!!! That’s facts And I’m strapped, all these niggas got my back, you know when I’m sitting at