fuck Kyle richhhh

Opps running wild, they think they tough, Spinning blocks like it's a game, but it ain't enough, Guns drawn, adrenaline pumping, heart racing fast, Life on the edge, can’t dwell on the past. Kyle rich, but we ain't here to play nice, In the streets, every move’s got a price, Enemies lurking, shadows in the night, Got my crew beside me, ready for the fight. Load the clip, let it rip, we don’t hesitate, Opps in the rearview, can’t escape this fate, Running through the city, we own these blocks, With every step, we hear the sound of clocks. No time for fear, we just chase the thrill, Living life raw, got the iron for the kill, In this game of survival, we play for keeps, While the opps run and shoot, we sow what we reap.