Okay we get it in how we live fucking with my lil niggas 223s gon split that wig Ya you talk like u tough but u ain’t got no nuts straight up u a bluff And your work is on the cuff but you still can’t make enough when the time comes and u need that re up Ain’t Fucking wit no skeeza I got that nina Rubber grip squeeze her while u oppas just plotting on them schemas When I got locked down not a mother fucking sole came around Left me hanging like a dog in the pound Better believe the kid still hold it down Now I’m back on the block man shit done changed niggaz straight Switchin lanes dead and gone or On the corner asking for sum change Couldn’t look that niggah in his face