ANOTHER DAY 919slum

[Verse]
Grip my glick, pop my nog'
Knock yo' top off fast
Fast and Furious
Drift on your bitch if she tryna chase me, 'cause I block fast
Empty out the whole mag, out the chrome tone
Half of y'all motherfuckers really switch over dime bags
Me and my team, Fourth Eye doin' crimes fast
Murked another enemy, the bells chime, knock fast
Stop that cap, well it's funny just to lie to y'all
Y'all know just who I am so I ain't even finna cry, but y'all
These motherfuckers talkin' 'til I put them underneath
While they rotting 6 feet deep, family dyin' of disease
Suicide, on the strеtch, homicide on the left
919SLUM, bitch, you won't еver step to me
I'm a man of the verse, I do not want a hook
When I say my "tone", I ain't talkin' no book
As I read the tome 'bout the tones in my tro'nk
And the ammo I should look for
I'm a mean man, but I got a good whore
Drive a Mustang, yeah that shit not a four door
Steppin' through the fog and the mist when I explore
Body in that shit so we have to take a detour
Body in my crypt in the basement, and it's rotting
Forlorn whores, and they all far forgotten
He talk shit, now it's blood that he's coughing
Fourth Eye, bitch, until I'm in a coffin