get these bands wit no hand pop a xan then i blam love my fans claim this land your favourite man designer brands all this ice aint no choice roll the dice time to do another heist. outta sight aint no light wrist is bright each days a fight i walk late at night circle is to tight ny A.P. look like moonlight all my niggas unite go out for a bite hit the trap thats a might my rhymes are at a height you could even say i fly. i dont know when im gonna die right now i should enjoy the life. maybe even have a wife my raps aint black and white i am not a fuckin dyke i shoot you u gon die i said sike on your revive all i want to do is thrive my words cut deeper than a knife all i know is to survive you see all this pain in my eyes i always hate goodbyes but im so blessed im alive im at a different site tryna make it right im still on the mic music hard like you on a hike theres so much that id like im sweet like mike and ikes nigga you small go ride a trike i touch your bitch on the thigh she leave wit me no you not her guy do somethin that will make you die prolly get high on yo ended life know your bitch now she my wife i just did another crime no evidence i ain't get no time look like i got my shit inline but inside i just want to cry all i do is try i think like oh my in my feelings time to get that rye if i witness i aint gon testify all this shit going through my mind wonder why im still kind im so fresh i reek of pine all i want to do is shine cant leave my bros behind wonder what they gon find k's macs glocks and 9's sometimes you gotta cut those ties even if its small white lies from my fam i get ifs buts and why's everday i pay the price my lifes a burden and thats on jesus Christ but my greatest sin is my other side it could come to a fuckin homicide then ill be in the box alone with all my thoughts why'd i fire those shots all the shit that ive been taught on my head a big a red dot questioned by the cops in this box hope i dont rot my families all i got i dont see them a whole lot all this pressure that ive brought i dont write i just jot what you think i am i can tell you im not