remember them days didn't have nothing but a glock look at me wrong you might get popped came from the bottom I'm taking his top I can't fick wit em I know he a opp my choppa sing put him in a box I need mines strait off the top I'm going round for round like Rocky feel like im scarface nothing can stop me I got his bitch she gimme that sloppy ima get money no matter the cost I lost my brother I can't get em back I got my revenge smoked him like a pack pthey took it from me I'm getting it back I cannot lack always keep me a strap get jammed up won't tell a fact I did some yrs I kept me a pack robbing hustling gambling and shit I they try me I stay wit a shiv he mite lose his soul in this bitch I'm really wit it I been wit the shits my brother told now I'm cold in the heart feel like I'm Vader I'm going dark I told her I'm thuggin rite from the start they killed my brother I'm coming like Rambo Draco on me wit no hammer I cleaned em up like arm and hammer I just came thru like im cancer yea I'm killing errybodyy anybody had something to do wit it they gotta die I came thru like im the boogie man call me John wick anytime I'm riding thru I keep extended clip