2007 RADIO ATO

You're listening to 2007 Radio
Chain reaction gang, you know what I mean?
This ain't no fake shit
This ain't no wannabe, wannabe shit
This is that real raw gangster shit

Hanging out in your garden
I'm praying to the floor
And you're not in the garden
Are you?
Are you?
Theres two ways out the three
What- what whats your dream if chase it all
Girl if I go would you still take my call

But now I'm gone
And I'm never coming back
I ain't here to stunt
I'm just here to kill tracks
Tell you what im on
Of course I gotta get these stacks
Gotta make em long
Box em up in rubber bands
Yeah I got a lot
A lot of hot runners with me but it come at cost
Cause they wanna come first
Until we get the love
Come kill this energy
Homie still we pray
They gotta hope for me
Left me like the night
Moving on my pedal bike, pushing on these pegs
Switch light with a movie on
Tell em what I'm like
Only you can tell em where I'm from
Remind me of my rights
Cause you know I gotta do some wrong-
(Chain reaction gang)