[Verse 1: EBK Jaaybo]
The devil keep callin' my name, but I can't lie, I can't go nigga
Done had some conversations, I would never tell a soul nigga
You politicin' with suckas, you ain't my bro nigga
I'm LG, but don't get whacked for tryna take a pole nigga, aye
Nigga it's time to slide, it's time for homicides
Them suckas hidin', they ain't tryna die
You ain't tryna slide, the opposition, I been tryna find
It ain't time to fight, throw him 7 like I'm rollin' dice
Play with yo' life, blood that's somethin' that you shouldn't do
The fully jammed, I tried to up it, but it wouldn't shoot
Fuck that, we finna double back, I'm bouncin' out the coupe
Fuck a bitch, walk her from the corner, send him 32
I'm mobbin' with the [?], 12-7, nigga what it do
You is not my dude, see thеm boys then I'm gettin' loose
Your othеr brother shoot, pump fakin' nigga that ain't bool
2100, Southside, you better play it smooth
You can get it too, fuck with suckas, you don't get a pass
It's fun and games 'til them demons layin' in yo' grass
Catch him in the mornin' with his kids, takin' out the trash
You can run but you can't hide, nigga we playin' tag
Fuck what you sayin', bitch is you payin' bitch 'cause I'm gettin' mad
And bitch you not gon' like me with an attitude
She [?] from tryna double back, with a bag or two
I'm shakin' my head at this bitch, like my dad would do
If you gon' choose baby choose, no, I ain't mad at you
You just gotta run that bag in
And this bitch got the packs in from Oregon, so I'm taxin'
Big .45, this bitch hit like a wax pen
The devil keep callin' my name, but I can't lie, I can't go nigga
Done had some conversations, I would never tell a soul nigga
You politicin' with suckas, you ain't my bro nigga
I'm LG, but don't get whacked for tryna take a pole nigga, aye
Nigga it's time to slide, it's time for homicides
Them suckas hidin', they ain't tryna die
You ain't tryna slide, the opposition, I been tryna find
It ain't time to fight, throw him 7 like I'm rollin' dice
Play with yo' life, blood that's somethin' that you shouldn't do
The fully jammed, I tried to up it, but it wouldn't shoot
Fuck that, we finna double back, I'm bouncin' out the coupe
Fuck a bitch, walk her from the corner, send him 32
I'm mobbin' with the [?], 12-7, nigga what it do
You is not my dude, see thеm boys then I'm gettin' loose
Your othеr brother shoot, pump fakin' nigga that ain't bool
2100, Southside, you better play it smooth
You can get it too, fuck with suckas, you don't get a pass
It's fun and games 'til them demons layin' in yo' grass
Catch him in the mornin' with his kids, takin' out the trash
You can run but you can't hide, nigga we playin' tag
Fuck what you sayin', bitch is you payin' bitch 'cause I'm gettin' mad
And bitch you not gon' like me with an attitude
She [?] from tryna double back, with a bag or two
I'm shakin' my head at this bitch, like my dad would do
If you gon' choose baby choose, no, I ain't mad at you
You just gotta run that bag in
And this bitch got the packs in from Oregon, so I'm taxin'
Big .45, this bitch hit like a wax pen
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