lyrics: lyrics: i swear that i got the beef in my hand whos mans is that and why u tryna beef wit my friend its getting hella bad and we gonna send u to hell im getting hella mad but thank god i still post yo bail u shouldnt feel sad at least u not up in that cell we gotta kill this cat and my nigga posted right there posted right there we get wrong nah none of my nigga wanna live long i can tell you that i oded off the pills in this song i can tell you that he tried to talk shit and its on and my bad im sorry these pill still on my mind yea my bad im sorry these drugs stealin my life these drugs stealin my god these drugs still in my gut these pills mixed wit my blood how i feel nigga not good hold up here whats wit tht look nah i dont fear if i get booked it aint clear whats the mission that nigga cant get no admission fuck it imma hit one fuck it wont learn no lesson forget that i messed up and we gon twist that boy like a croissant