life in nut bush and getting fast money I been a gangster got a tendency to grip my banger respectly disrespectful like with all dew respect fuck u and ur team speaking on my name better keep that iron yo nigga down to ride then he down to die with ya and if the plug don't front me I rip him of like shirt tags fuck who don't like it beat up the street's I got killas that I'll pop out the bushes and play peak a boo for me and I'm confident I get my man before they ever get any of mine I kno I'm one of a kind and still gotta be the best father I can be an make outta poverty yall don't understand the irony hatred inside of me and I'm always high can't Remer my last day sober my worst day high still better than my best day sobe hit the gas never seeing red only the green and they said the ops talkin so greenlight on sight pistol in my lap as I ride and serve so much pain n sorrow so I pray for tomorrow keep it og and pull my youngish coat tails and they mad cuz I'm a Mac and won't fuck with em mad I won't stress with em and nobody get away they just get by my life lstuck in a nightmare thought of homicide hunt my mind thats demons at war with my angels and I admit I'm a addicted so high I talk to god he tell me stay lifted count my blessings no mo stressing no mo fake love I just want credit for all the bridges I built glad I didn't die in that prison gotta make it out the bush and hwho stayed In he'll with me I give u the heavens and a bad bitch she gun hit the pole and start dancing and when I die let the headlines read murdered to death a bloody mess going out like scareface cuz I'm gun keep it solid and live for mine if it mean I gotta risk my life so we can all live I take risk and chance b even took a charge 4 my ppl give my last dollar to ppl I love can't help who I love