I’m in da streets and I’m extra fly Dis nigga weak and Dey extra dry Play wit n u next to die it’s real killas standing next to I Dey Dont believe me until we stretch ya guy Bullets hit em chest kneck and eye And anybody wit em so Dey dnt testify Police came its a mess but ain’t no justify No face no case so I ain’t jeopardize My life for a nigga who ain’t standing next to I Foe nem fried em like chicken wit sum extra fries But his bitch thick asl she got extra thighs Like a full corse meal with sum extra sides I made her run from the dick like an exercise Work da bitch something nice now she extra tired Rollin woods sippin lean got me extra fried N niggas talkin bout my team gne b next to die Rip Tay it’s tatted and don’t ask me y Folks funeral was da only time u can catch me cry dnt matter wat Get threw at me u gne catch me try N ion fuk wit no pigs or no fbi Tryna get wealthy fly Handle business on my own like wealthy guy Puttin work in it dnt work den well he tried I’m talkin real life ion kno how niggas tell dese lies Let em send u off now Dey find a real demise U was good person but Dey had to kill ya vibe It get real inna streets and how it feel inside Miss my niggas to dis day sick still how it feel inside U neva kno who gone get killed fa pride But fa my niggas imma menace n i still a slide