| I won’t say a thing about my dead opps |
| But I heard he got caught lackin', took a head shot |
| We got sticks and stones like we came up in bedrock |
| All these triple Xs, these trials, but I won’t dare stop (Damn) |
| But that’s when I first signed, how could you dead rob me? |
| Look how karma come around, you goin' fed, probably |
| I know this life ain’t fair and real is rare, I see |
| And it ain’t nothin' I bury, see how this red-eye bleed |
| Still a gunner, boy, I’m stunner, bitch, I’m the runner-up (Uh-uh) |
| Ayy, come from nothin' in that dungeon, split that onion up |
| I heard he ain’t slide and he ain’t solid, he ain’t one of us (Bitch) |
| Took my time, had to prioritize and got my money up (Ayy) |
| Popped out with my steppers, watch yo' step, lil' nigga |
| I got rich quick, came up from that bottom, not no regular nigga (Not no |
| regular) |
| I told him to get down and lay down, fall in line or you get dealt with, |
| nigga (Ayy, get dealt with) |
| Fronted plenty pleas, you fuck it up, no, I can’t help you, nigga (No, |
| I can’t help you, nigga) |
| Ayy, all this pain I feel, bitch, I give two fucks what you felt (Bitch) |
| I might send them shots, them bullets so hot, watch niggas melt (Sheesh) |
| And please don’t call me 'bout your problems, I got so much on my belt (Uh-uh) |
| Ever cross me, suck a dick, we feed him shit just like the help (Ayy) |
| And this stick I got, hold sixty, extra bullets on that shelf (Boom) |
| On my wrist, that bitch cost sixty, diamonds water, Michael Phelps |
| And it’s R.I.P. my brodie, heard his shooter just got knelt |
| Tell his mama, «Stop the cryin', that pussy did that to himself» (Ha) |
| And you know you niggas flawed, that was my dawg, say he’ll never tell |
| We gon' paint the walls with red, there’s a couple niggas I owe a shell |
| Most these OG niggas ain’t real, these niggas fake, just old as hell |
| You ain’t even good in your hood, I run my block and still gon' work a scale |
| (Bitch) |
| Popped out with my steppers, watch yo' step, lil' nigga |
| I got rich quick, came up from that bottom, not no regular nigga |
| I told him to get down and lay down, fall in line or you get dealt with, |
| nigga (Ayy) |
| Fronted plenty pleas, you fuck it up, no, I can’t help you, nigga (No, |
| I can’t help you, nigga) |