Im Gone press a nigga,Heard that nigga on tuff When talking from the Internet,To many weapons Wit us ,When it come to that pillow talk My Niggas dont get into that, Got them Felons Wit us,Shoot first We aint taking no muh fuckn Second guess, Convicted Felon X3 Or did you know about it,Im Steady Dealing wit This drama from my Babymoma,& I aint even even seen my Son since he been a toddlar,Already hard enuff im tryna chase a dollar,Plus on top that Im Faced Wit to many problems,Gotta Watch the Niggas Witchu Cuz the Game Sour,Pistol wit a Long 30 hanging out the bottom,Close range Wit the Draco My Aim proper,Lay her down Inna Cover like a mayflower,The Way I lay off in that pussy Im brave guy,Big Bullets From the Barrel Better Aim high.I better Press em when I catch em aint no way around it, Automatic Wit the rachet Im They worse Disaster,Got Em looking at me Different cuz my Pockets Fat,Gotta Family so its only rite to Chase a bag,Got Sum niggas Cross the Water Crippn wit a passion,Got the bitches wanna succ a nigga dicc backwards,Tip the waiter like i got it tell ha she can have it ,Make a kelo disappear like Im doing majic,Better I cross up the the whole game like its madden,I remember Sleeping on the couches Making pallets,Already Aint no room cuz the crib Crowded.Fucc them Cowards who gone doutb me,Ima Fuckn Voulcan.Allat talking It rowdy And my guns the loudest.