if I tell you that I'm late then I really mean it I've been running through these streets I've been out her scheming I've been running with some killers and no lot of demons we've been dealing with some pain and a lot of grieving yeah when I blow up imma pick my man's up remember days up in them trenches trying to get are bandz up ready To lay a nigga down and make him put his hands up we have never back down we always manned up and when its drill time we all ways masked up niggas better clear the seen when we pull them vanz up. he be cot up in da fence and that boy get blamed up I Ben active in dat fill pram my shit dont jam up. ya niggas always doubted me I wouldn't make it I went from sleeping on the ground to Versace blankets ya I got my opps broke when I no they hate niggas that's y I keep a baby Glock so I can left there face with