Lyrics
(Ayo, Shek, this yours?)
Boy, you snitched, they ain't sittin' down 'cause you ain't testify
You don't think this shit real, put out your hand and testify
When you see me, mesmerized, I'm just sayin' I'm blessed with God
Scrollin' down you niggas' pictures, tryna see who next to die
I'm like the bird, I'm tryna eat, but I got some bread stashed
Bozos get they neck cut, then get they head slashed
Tried to duck, but they the goose, shit, they all got head taps
We filled - up with bullets, hm, with his dead ass
Fuck her 'til the bed break, cut 'em off, they dead weight
I need head, not headache, she 'bout to cum, I'm sayin', "Wait"
Thousand 'bows, I can move the bag, that's what a man say
Take your bitch on an island, hm, this a sand date
Hope niggas payin' for attention, I heard niggas' fans fake
Still runnin' up them racks, nigga, this the band race
I trust what my mans say, copilot, land wait
Built this shit all hustle, nigga, check the landscape
Why niggas talk about them killings? Seen 'em with my real eyes
Niggas tried to block my blessin' and I had to realize
Up the way, I see pies, out the way, I'm hillside
Yeah, he survived three days, hm, but he still died
Now turn me up, she told me if they catch me, she gon' hold me down
Turn me up, they'll never catch me, I ain't slowin' down
Turn me up, we ain't never stressin', we be blowin' pounds
Turn me up, the 'bows in the air, the buyers on the ground
Turn me up
They souls in the air, they bodies in the ground
I'm the myth, throw fours in the air, then fire another round
Double cup of codeine, walkin' out of Mr. Chow's
Can't complain about my life, I was just walkin' to trial
Say he was shootin' in the crowd, he beat it at his trial
Only thing I fear is God, I don't care if niggas wild
Now it's a pair of niggas cryin', they mans was bein' loud
TEC went, "Frrt, frrt, frrt", I'm tryna say that shit was foul
I did a hundred last week, no fakin', no Blakin'
Been reportin' to the bank like I'm still on probation
Put the phone in rotation, all this shit be motivation
I call my Glock a freak bitch (why?), this bitch be soul-takin'
Why niggas talk about them killings? Seen 'em with my real eyes
Niggas tried to block my blessin' and I had to realize
Up the way, I see your pies, out the way, I'm hillside
Yeah, he survived three days, hm, but he still died
Now turn me up, she told me if they catch me, she gon' hold me down
Turn me up, they'll never catch me, I ain't slowin' down
Turn me up, we ain't never stressin', we be blowin' pounds
Turn me up, the 'bows in the air, the buyers on the ground
Turn me up