I'm on a fast drill, moving quick, can't stand still Hustling hard, chasing paper, gotta pay the bills In the streets, gotta watch your back, it's getten real Gotta stay focused I'm packing tha heat, cant keep my finger off tha trigger Ain't afraid to pull it, I'm a certified killer Guns blazing an im rollen gotta survive every hour Raised in the streets, where the guns speak louder Got to watch your back, stay with the heat or u finna get slapped I'm sludeing, moving fast, ain't no slowing down Haters talking, but I never hear a sound I'm on top, ain't no way im slowen down Okay maybe I'm tripping or maybe you a bitch now step yo old ass back before I snap yo neck this ain't no dis track nigga it's my get back yk we pull up in the stolen wip roaming around where dis bitch at we pull up get yo brains splat we ain't no bitch we spinen like we in iraq. Come fuck with us we from 970 but we aint no bitch we make sure yo brains leaking like a cinnamon roll, okay okay ima admit it yall fuck niggas aint shit this dis whole generation be going to shit i held down it for real im a real street nigga i aint no dummy nigga i pop yo shi like a dome shoota, this boy breathing down my neck like joe biden got his bitch on my dick she climbing this tower like lemon drinks be sour i aint hit her just her baby fatha her baby daddy be geveing me drake vibs i told the fn meet up out side wya foo though u was big come spin around ill leave yo ass spent