right to it !

forces/ let it breath boy i run the trenches. go to hard to beat me i stay on my grind. 1bitch know that them boyz cant see me im thumb through a bag. xbitch ive been out her beastin I stay on my job and aint no time for sleepiing bicth I run the streets and every blocc I'm bleeding boys know I'm the truth know that im out here eating they must know im the god cause they cant stop me hitters runnning Up a bag on a haters ass only way to explain hope you got your spot saved cause the casket always waiting I'm a monster from the trap please dont make me come consume you you heard im running thangs and I can tell you that's not a roomer to keep it real witcha the only rocking hitta to big for small talk So lil nigga get to the bidness bitch I'm to raw for them go to war top of the do list I'll set the table bless the streets say grace before we eat put to much paper in these streets to ever fuck with