I ain’t a 6 figure nigga but I’m close pretty much what I’m sayin I ain’t broke Head of the table have a seat make a toast And if you ain’t gang you a feast you a roast Thinking it’s a playground cool we can slide Give af bout death what ima ride Who you with mf pick a side And if it AINT my side then it’s do or die Man I’m out my mind First I lost my little cousin I start tripping Then I lost my grandmother my soul missing If you ain’t cooking get the fuck out my kitchen And please know your facts niggas before you start dissing Bitch meet me at the citgo We got gas and a bitch I need 6 mo Do the dash If we clash I let 6 gon hit your mask Get you fried like Cisco I ain’t never really worried where a bitch go but bitch know I got hood nigga tendencies I took the stimmy and put it on my enemies And if you try to touch my chain then your wrist ah freeze Lord please give me feelings man I’m missing that And once you lose my loyalty you cant get back Cause once I’m gon then I’m gon that’s a. Big fact I put red in your hood like a Pontiac If you love me then I love you ima honor that I swear ion know shit I tell your honor that I grab a bitch by her neck when she throw it back John wick with this yeah I’m cold with that Fuck I look like chasing a bitch like I’m not lit My other bitch worried bout my other bitch I be drinking driving to my bitch house She got a new nigga In there Kick the New nigga out Getting money my obsession smoking loud for depression Gotta keep a vest 400 years of oppression. And if you ain’t putting in get the fuck out the section Hoes use to call me ugly now I got a hoe selection Taking Ls is a lesson ar for protection I been grinding for prefction since I was a adolescent