im finnessin niggas stressin im flexin hurtin them in the heart gas green like a fart it's my blessing I smoke O's getting wit hoes learning some lessons smoking my tope smoking some dope sending my message shit not no game u gonna get hit with this thang three shots to yo head hear the pops hear it ring gettin fans risin to fame im feeling disrespected feeling the pain kill and smoke everyday feeling no shame Makin it rain on the block I always go to kill in every way im real to every nigga and everything that I say im an og killer kill ya zombified Michael Jackson like it's thriller it's like you niggas don't ever die while i get a 100 million but why is you tellin lies you never could ride with the gang scrubbin off the paint off my shirt and my face shits real can't even run away Makin my momma faint im busy gettin into trouble steadily catchin stains but im to blame might got 7 years gone away from my peers I wish this shit could change