I'm tired of thieves

I'm mothafuckain animal eating these niggas like a cannibal im about to give you a sample how the fuck i smell blood i when i open you ass up im not a vampire but im but im coming for your niggas knecks this what happens when you ass trying to flex you know the out come im not the fuckin one 321 mothafucka here I come i stand on my own man fuck this microphone i will come to your home and 2 in yo dome this not no scream shit we don't go off no script when mothafuckas die it ain't go be no damn lie its a mothafucking shame watching life pass you bye its a survival of the realist man I go a fuckin feeling that i caught yo ass stealing now i got to go get em front page news its the death they he choose when he got caught he didn't know what to do when you looked at the camera and you looked all confused i know you like damn what the fuck i just do now it ain't no turning back only thing on his mind is counting my racks you thought you got away don't you know crime don't pay man i count my money each and every fuckin day i don't deal with no thieves smoke em up like trees man its messed up nigga can't even sleep its always somebody that's jealous of me i wish these mothsfuckas let me be and let me have my money in peace i see that aint go be that's why I carry heat