[Verse 1]
My Glock crazy, fiends on my block brazy
A lot of niggas sendin' shots that cannot phase me
Cops movin', niggas shootin' at the opps daily
My momma died, but my pop raised me
The block made me tuck grips and serve rocks daily
I started scammin’, had my bitches doin' drops, crazy
Listen, I got a vision of a all white Wraith with the inside interior seat color of hot gravy
Have it lookin' like a dinner when I'm drivin'
My grip like my dick, it get bigger when I slide in
45th skippin' like flipper on the glide-in
Comin' through the spot, jewels drippin' like Poseidon
Different bitches trippin', tryna get up right beside 'em
I'm S5, fifth drivin' out the sunroof
Clique flyin' while my niggas stick-shift and try and switch irons
He was trippin', gear shift and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation, my lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for the love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold-hearted niggas but that's how I raised 'em
Scrape a opp off the board before you dry erase 'em
He put his hands on your brother? You gotta fade 'em
He put his hands on your sister, it's annihilation
I'm in the sky racin', Henny shot chasin', bad bitches one plan, and that's to end up on the yachts naked
Stand on your block, fuck how the opps take it
I let the ooze down his throat like he shot chasin'
But if we grapple, dawg, I beat your face red and white and have it lookin' like I just bit the apple off
My momma died, I lost my mind and couldn't cope with it
And niggas kept on pokin' at my open shit
So I sold dope and moved O's and made hope of it
And got busy with any nigga that made joke of it
Made a lil' change, boom bam, studio equip
Fast forward couple years later, sittin' in them Range Rover tints
My life is crazy, ice is hazy
Overnight flight, how to expedite your lady
For the right price, I could get you striked, it's crazy
Money height like Dwight on a flight with KD
Crazy how I pulled up in a drop Rolls
Pocket rocket in my sneaker, right above the sock rolls
I keep it on me and my block knows
Because, without it, somethin's missin', like the nose ring on Pac's nose
Bandana tied, blam-blam your ride, Rob Van Dam the man inside, that you gave your hand to drive
I'm so sick I spit flows with a whole infection
Time's hard and niggas gotta split the O in sections
No burners, like fuckin' hoes, no protection
But that's rare, like a fat ass with no injections
Presidential kush, it could've took the whole election
I got a whole collection of a home grown selection
Me and broke niggas, two things with no connection
I can't see 'em like the FaceTime with no reception
I'm crazy, I'm goin’ ballistic for the gravy, I'll let it go in your biscuit
From the screw face, cat black, you know that I'm twisted, stupid aim
My trigger finger itchin’ goin’ autistic, told I'm aimin’ for the headshot
My Glock crazy, fiends on my block brazy
A lot of niggas sendin' shots that cannot phase me
Cops movin', niggas shootin' at the opps daily
My momma died, but my pop raised me
The block made me tuck grips and serve rocks daily
I started scammin’, had my bitches doin' drops, crazy
Listen, I got a vision of a all white Wraith with the inside interior seat color of hot gravy
Have it lookin' like a dinner when I'm drivin'
My grip like my dick, it get bigger when I slide in
45th skippin' like flipper on the glide-in
Comin' through the spot, jewels drippin' like Poseidon
Different bitches trippin', tryna get up right beside 'em
I'm S5, fifth drivin' out the sunroof
Clique flyin' while my niggas stick-shift and try and switch irons
He was trippin', gear shift and let his bitch drive it
I'm talkin' violation, my lil' niggas out here robbin' niggas for the love of ballin' like Sanaa Lathan
And they some cold-hearted niggas but that's how I raised 'em
Scrape a opp off the board before you dry erase 'em
He put his hands on your brother? You gotta fade 'em
He put his hands on your sister, it's annihilation
I'm in the sky racin', Henny shot chasin', bad bitches one plan, and that's to end up on the yachts naked
Stand on your block, fuck how the opps take it
I let the ooze down his throat like he shot chasin'
But if we grapple, dawg, I beat your face red and white and have it lookin' like I just bit the apple off
My momma died, I lost my mind and couldn't cope with it
And niggas kept on pokin' at my open shit
So I sold dope and moved O's and made hope of it
And got busy with any nigga that made joke of it
Made a lil' change, boom bam, studio equip
Fast forward couple years later, sittin' in them Range Rover tints
My life is crazy, ice is hazy
Overnight flight, how to expedite your lady
For the right price, I could get you striked, it's crazy
Money height like Dwight on a flight with KD
Crazy how I pulled up in a drop Rolls
Pocket rocket in my sneaker, right above the sock rolls
I keep it on me and my block knows
Because, without it, somethin's missin', like the nose ring on Pac's nose
Bandana tied, blam-blam your ride, Rob Van Dam the man inside, that you gave your hand to drive
I'm so sick I spit flows with a whole infection
Time's hard and niggas gotta split the O in sections
No burners, like fuckin' hoes, no protection
But that's rare, like a fat ass with no injections
Presidential kush, it could've took the whole election
I got a whole collection of a home grown selection
Me and broke niggas, two things with no connection
I can't see 'em like the FaceTime with no reception
I'm crazy, I'm goin’ ballistic for the gravy, I'll let it go in your biscuit
From the screw face, cat black, you know that I'm twisted, stupid aim
My trigger finger itchin’ goin’ autistic, told I'm aimin’ for the headshot
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