Lost a couple good niggaz to the game that's y I stay with my 40 cal at the range for headshot only close homes in memory of yall pop a bottle of mascota drown it to I fall Got my back against the wall glizzy in my hand I squeeze first never depend on another man If the job don't go right I get me another plan grip me another block flip me another gramm damn Never got a stimulus that shit was just a scam just to log in with ya information it was just a plan Aun I never lost hope stuck to the hustle so when I get that M I know I did it from the muscle Look they know to hide it from u put it in a book cause you niggaz don't read fuck a want get ya needs please I'm on my knees ask Allah for it all just to give it to my seeds so I ball to I fall. Naw ya never catch me slipping like joe pesci keep at 38 speci pulling strings like spaghetti Got a 20 shot dezie extendo cartridge like Nintendo ita make ya hemi do a info My kinfo got life without a possibility of parole because a nigga told.... no I grabb o's then I put em on the stove then I put it on the block I'm sitting on this guap.