d man dem run in the gaff my bruvers are with me i dun give an f,..i rather be seen with a glock or a strap these bitches they smoking ma puff,..spin around the block one time i had no revolve dey do man rough,..but me ar got back tougher than i could taught,..now the man in the mud,..he got locked up by Fed's,..he dust off the squard,..he popped up the opps,..now dey "N" do man wrong,.. looking for survival traits he got nun,.. i need wan tin like "cokababii" she said she a "spiritual baddie" yh ma gang sign be an "aries♈ " pop opp the opps then run up in a taxi,.. i never had no high school beef now the man dem looking for me,..like i was the meat but i never retreat.. told ma bruvers to take my life if i ever turn to a snitch,..but I'm baby ain't no way I'm ever gon switch...switch(×4) jump on this beat its a whole nother level..these bitches all holes so i give em a shovel..ice on me so i pray its like pebble.. dopes on meh so i smoke some chunkeh,.cash on meh so i down some henneh,..got back to the bough so i made some moneh...