all da shit i did got me paranoid i don't trust a soul.no i don't trust deez bitches or dey kidz father.shooting first death b4 dishonor u kno i live by it. I'm sliding back and forth up this turnpike trying to get right.i aint worry bout a features.we got dat feddi like misika.salin all dis food bitch i feel like im ralo.my po say i can get 15 i get caught wit dis gat.told ny po i can b 6 feet get caught wit out dis gat.gav it to em all up on a track all i spit is facts.young boh dis aint no rap shit bitch im living dat.n dey hatin told me i won't make it told me i wont go no where datz not wat i waz going for.yeah fuck em all wit aidz dat shit shiwin in dey ways.teyna line me like a fade.dey want me locked up in a cage dey want my case on philly reddt.yeah u said it niggaz read it u was rattin.u aint evn c it happen.