I'm be on the creep stalking my opps they ain't nothing to me I got the jeep parked around the corner on the next street I bring the heat I'm hot your not take a seat or lay in the creek money's all I like I live that life bullets hit like a fight.if you call me sun that's right I'm am the light stay out of my sight pillow talking ain't right I can't hang with that type I keep a long pipe so if you want to be famous come take a bite I'm king so I'm alright fucking your girl she's never lacking just asking for a napkin to wipe the nut off her chin.many wanta see me dead but instead I'm a little quicker when it comes to serving lead to your head.this is real life day of the dead body's be twitching hanging from a ledge on a mission to get my ends0 when it comes to fiends that's pretend every rapper says that at the end plenty of artillery for you an your friends so come come agian now your gone with the wind that was the second spinnever travel with the work cuz everytime I get it of the pan.that shits gone.elacazam I'm the man turning my street into a traffic jam.cars lined up trying to get a piece in there hand.thats why they better come wit that twenty I need that money I live the life as a crime boss I ain't taking no loss everything pistol grip body's just come up missing now your bitch is tripping I'm on a mission fuck the opp I peel back tops I'll close your shop I'm always on top an your think not