I been breaking walls down getting to get gwop sliding through city running circles round the cops(1) I got a vision like a hawk seeing through all this false niggas talk in these streets days is dark niggas steadily falling off(2) I'm pointed up and heading nawf better call the red cross cause it's bout to be dasiter bodies outline in chalk(3) Nitti Boss calling shots on the low moving slow talking nothing but the bag cause that all a nigga know(4) clothes smelling like that zar cause thats all a nigga smoke sipping on this taylor port i got streets by the throat(5) Willie Real pussie nigga and name hold weight most my niggas dead or locked up cause they couldn't go straight(6) I'm exploring all options keep moving both ways and death before dishonor imma take it to the grave .......... The streets aint gone never change Revloving to the same thing nigga ain't gone never learn til they get their heads banged attracted to this fast shit life in the fast lane trying to hit a fast lick nigga that a hoe game ................Alots of niggas talk it but them niggas don't walk You could never be a playa like me I paid the cost to be the Boss- applying pressure on these pussies til they bleed