im an outlaw since birth and a rebel til i die idc who gets it first cause they all bouta die all burdens aside smoking a pre roll as i ride i got my top back with bitches hanging out the sides drop 20 racks on whatever bitch i be banging on the side bass ranging deep treble steady on the rise throw a pebble in her pipe and then we sixty nine this will fit me fine im residing from the 719 murder mack and murder i plead guilty for all three of those crimes im ahead of my time getting fed up with lies look me in my eyes tell me your my ride or die i dont mean to blow your high but this is killing mine no ceilings or im blind stealing moments of my prime dont be drastic im feeling fine you try to be classy but your really falling behind im calling you now but your busy on the other line if your feeling smothered tell me i can socialize with others dont fail me i can hear the buzzards i get eaten alive by trusting my brothers is it lust or are you really my lover