lyrically not hearing me I know you envy me step to me in the street you might find a seat grab you mentally make you weak leave you wet soaking in the street shirt full of blood in the mud sweat trickling off his cheek extension on the 40 and the 45 so I know it can reach flexing and talking on Instagram but I'll beat in the streets leave him weak toe tag on his feet ya fucking wit a beast u a treat to a dog ima mall ya rip up all of ya i stand tall never fall short of what ya ordered bruh bring the heat to ya door like ya order up drive thru pop u with no fear in my eyes like i might do test it ill go cyco im micheal my flow like a cyclone blowing through a home catch him alone he domt know i came to eat bones play with me wrong ill bust down any door in ya home gripping my tool smahing through popping any direction i can shoot step put ya crib gas can in hand empty mach pack cause i threw it on tge land flames bursting up to hot to even stand dont play games with a man u dont know his plan his past was horrible any pain he can withstand so bring it all if your ready drop a pin im coming on the double watch my hands ima crazy mother fucker understand ill snap out on the mucsle ill take off ur hands hit with ur own weapon so you cant stand ima mad individual flow original intellectual property's it gets critical fake it around me ill get rid of you mad ties like the mob even my girl will ride hardest in the south and it comes as no surprise you can see it in my eyes i dont hide im in the open hoping someone will step in my ocean get sunk even if you floatin im never boastin never kno what this white boys holding leave ya slumped over in a coldrin body rotten and molding