Thats on my kids If i aint starved wit you my nigga yous a lick I got it out the mud  Bob builder shit Now I can dig The presence of these hating adolescence Cuz they mad they grew up fucking screw up but they didn't check it So i hung around the niggas that was chillin in they section not impressed wit all the flexing but intuned to all they blessing Cuz bitches come a dime a dozen And loud niggas be fronting That slow money is fasho money So i walk it out instead of running I never asked for a pack nigga I was always a leader at that My people just followed the drip cuz they seen how I hit and leaving bro is not a option Cuz we pop shit on the mob bitch Im lettin my shutoff regardless If your right or wrong we gone bring it home and then I'll listen to the problems Am I my brother's keeper Yes I am momma citas Catch me long range with that long thang On top of the building 10-4mane Cuz my soul mane Traditionally Is tapped in like I'm scarface Never rat on a nigga don't switch on a nigga If he a problem knock him off mane Aint no soft balls less its cocaine Only hard balls in the dope game Its kill or be killed You can be the next victim unless you my brother for real Blood thicker than water And a nigga really off it So i off shit. Aint no option Its regardless Be my