im back mf its been a min since I killed shit. im stuck in my note book going threw it my emotion get out of countrol its stupid. but when they come out I throw hits tell your toothless in the booth im ruthless I got fans that are fam ill kill for them i put that on the gram my nigga stevo brings the pies so we hit the streets and stay fly I don't even have to try im on that boby smurder shit the cops think they can catch us they most be high cuz we buck on any body were just them guys everyone fucks with me because I stay real tell facks not scared to pull the strap put him on his back yea bitch were in Cadillac watch me put this mf on the map make so much money we are the trap hustleings in my blood don't forget that check my resume I got all the stats we walk over fuck boys like door matts I got so many real niggas I don't have to scrap but don't get me wrong fuck boys ill put your head in your lap let me tuck you daggers in for your nap I am the streets never ever forget that