took lcd it set me straight on that path illusions memories of the past i thought those exibits gathered dust bat all that truth without fact look in my life we gat fucked i shoot those niggers i dont trust shit was good bat it dont last bodies droping for the guallo hands on the glock for the niggers i dont trust in the streets i move with stealth i move with sonar you only knew when you gat hit i heard your soldiers they gat hit the niggers dead or they sleep i strap my glocks with the drip looking dapper undercover am a poet and a rapper show respect bitch i gat more stripes than a crossing young nigger with little options glock coke or the rap had to come out the trenches. fuck crypto keep the hard cash the feds cant touch that i dont fuck with the tax man this money stores demons pulled a glock on my fam tryn to jump me dope man i dont think like that i clean you up with the gas you gat hit by the bus built the shit up brick by brick ki by ki i built this kingdom cant rob that i burn the shit to the ground president fuck i fuck up your fuck ups out of clips i gat on the back up niggers dont sleep i sleep with my buck up nigger i sliped and get on my back up gang gang bang bang bodies dropping like flies bodies leaking like slives brick by brick i built this shit up key by key i built this kingdom nigger i aint caps my gold is real my chains is ice my bitch is rich my drip aint ching i love that bitch shit aint fling we fuck no strings this bitches aint loyal if you fuck up the pay i do whores i do bitches bitch touch your toes till tap out she fuckn a anacondashe fuckn a cougar my money gat money my mulla gat mulla aint flexing strapped all day gat automatics semi bitch with the automatics fell off the plug my gang gat connect we moving up the game my dick up your gang they switching like safetys they shifting their loyalties they shifting like gears. you gat gang i gat years plus the gang i gat tears lower your tone we aint peers nigger i aint playing my bullets aint straying you should wear a vests i shoot in the head my consient care less i put you in the ground my tears add up my beef aint vap that smoke is thick dope that shit aint clout we aint posting instagrams autopsy bitch that shit for real.