for when them mfs wanna step outta line not giving a shit It was early in the morning , woke up yawning check my phone (YAWN) bro blow it up (BLOW UP IMPRESSION) ask where I'm at what, I'm doin, Im boutta chase the bag get my bread up Lil bro slip his tounge he got his red up don't be fake don't snitch on me no don't do that bullshit to me every body think this dollar store but your talk ain't cheap been a stepper since I was growing up im on ur ass my laces falling off an you folding up play with me and bro is on ur ass all the love is for the gang they will jack yo ass day ones be on yo ass keep it on the low low once it's time to bark you a no show can't belive you stepped to me watch yo shit as I said yo talk ain't cheap but for you I'll do it free nobody else cuz bitch it's me, it's pk on the beat talk all you want all I hear is Charlie brown think you got the world slide through to my town your on my ground I'll make two songs all in one bout love and for the bros ain't for everyone but (BITCH) there's still that one call 1 2 , not Chris brown I mean that red and blue give u special treatment (ITS LIGHTS OUT) with my 1 and 2 GRAB MY BLICK OUT 1 2 COCK IT AND (BOOOOOM) OH your dead and I blew up the room soon as I walk in the lights go off I'm poppin off real life and in the streets no time for meet and greets while your in the ground deceased as I said I'm pk don't fuck with me call me grim reaper showing up all in black don't need no gang for a social creeper best listen to ur conscience bitch and stay in side don't get caught in the irons cuz then i shoot my shot and its finders keepers your on the ground in blood ya fam screaming jeepers this is no game its just finders keepers just remember u asked for this your the hider and I'm the seeker