uh, I don’t be posted w no niggas, they be lunchin, I’m only fuckin w the ones that I grew up w, free my cousin, we had dreams of playin ball, we graduated, started hustlin, I can look you in the eyes n see u fake, boy why u clutchin, then nigga shoot sumn, every time I see you, got your gun but ain’t gone do none, I just got a pack from outta state, I’m bout to chew sumn, I run up 50 bands, all hundreds, this them blue ones, I won’t lose it nigga