1997

I ain’t really regular
I’m with demons
I’m with paradors
Anti social can’t get next to me
Aha
I got your main bitch
Necking me
I think this rapping meant
For me
Trying build me legacy
Got find my own destiny
Told that bitch Remember me x2
Yeah I see the Fake love
Don’t be Loving me
Got my heart rip out
It humble me
So had to go back
When I was counting all these racks
And Didn’t care about bitch
I’m the truth
I’m legit
Don’t be playing with my nigga
I got 2 hand guns
Really spray one these niggas
Or call dam cuz
Just lay one of niggas
Every time go up
Everything go down
Yeah we on quartine
But I still got the crown
I’m be still smoking gas
You block work
2 shot ima show Glock work
They love me they wait til I pop first
Now I see the fake thru the real
When my cousin died Shìt gave me chills
That’s just pain
That a nigga can’t deal
Popping pills cause a nigga can’t Cheel
I be thinking life now
Life now
Told shawty go pipe down
Pipe down
New ice yeah I’m drip out
Drip out
Only love me cause I’m lit now
Lit now
Un graceful ass nigga
Had to kick them out the picture
Beat niggas ass run down
Dereck fisher
You said you my brother but
Left me in the gutter
We gonna see who gonna win
Nigga This the last supper
Reloading the clip
Hold on my nigga
Don’t miss
Moving funny this nigga a bitch
Get this bag yeah I gotta get rich
Yeah
Everything lit
A nigga never quit
Started in the trap
Now the money real legit
Bagging the up the o’s
And I’m shipping out the zips
I’m check the temperature
Nigga ain’t on shit
Oh oh okay
I’m taking off rocket shit
I can take over the world
Everyday be trip
I got bitches on bitches
I feel like pimp
This money be heavy
I walk with a limp
Your Money look scary
It look real skimp «weed»
I want me some Grammys
I need me some chips
How can I live
How can I sleep
I’m facing my fears
I ain’t scared of defeat