Forewarning*

Me Timmy and Greg we be duckin the feds dont come around we dont need no new friends try to act crazy you might end up dead the shit that i wear ima start a new trend niggas move wocky ill fill em with lead extendo go long so you might lose yo head bitchhit me up had to leave her on read aint fuckin wit hoes loyal bitch in my bed stack after stack she be countin my bread i dont got luck they be sayin im blessed all of my life i been making a mess clean it up now and i spit from the chest spit from the heart when i get seen man im toppin the charts this shit is art came from the dark i play my part gotta move smart cause niggas be armed kids get hit up i feel bad for they mom shit is so tragic just pray for the sun keep me protected i keep me a gun my ego too big i aint never gon run