Letras
Like the beginning of me
It's a movie when we see yours (we on!)
He come round he not from round we turn him round he detour
It's on me right now these Adderalls they got me p-noid
Couple niggas gave us problems final outcome destroy
He survived we hit him though his skin sizzlin' keloid
I grew up a savage heartless like my mama got my daddy habits
Grip the matic dump the clip the handle melted shit was plastic
If I pull up I get me one at least a killers average, Luka Doncic I'm a Maverick
Opps know we back
Money on his head bank green this a open bag
I'm gon' like the picture confirmation that we smoked his ass
We ain't get no news after the mission but I hope it's bad
Big homie is idle he don't care 'cause he don't know his dad
Only trust these hammers
Nipsey asked me where I see myself ain't have no answer
Bald head clip look like it sheltered those with cancer
Gettin' head my phone ring I wll call you back Grandma
This one got a switch so it don't matter if you runnin' out
Granny left a message said a prayer she love me lot
Least they get is broken bones stitches cuts bloody clots
Nigga he was with wasn't even bangin' he got buddy shot
Life's fabulous my cougar look like Emily
Caught up in that V don't make it easy thats a Kennedy
I won't lie they scored but if we keepin' count it's ten to three
She just need a flight her carryon and some Hennessy, we ghost niggas
What you see ain't what you get they cappin' that be most niggas
I just wanna hustle round my marathon be prolific
All that actin' grown like he crazy got his soul lifted
Feed him to the demons I just tell the dogs to go get it
If we slide catch his body what you got to swap
We got another bucket if you got the drop
We spend money 'cause we got a lot
I'm a cold shooter and I got the shot
Had to leave the city when we got it hot
Fucked around and fucked off a dub on Prada
I fuck around and really hit a model in the squatter
We signed it in blood I'm Mad Max off shottas
Everybody ain't got a body but they all ridin'
I really put ten killers at a round table
We fire sticks we ain't usually around cable
We did it with the caine way before it sound able
I ain't need a label and I wasn't rich but I was stable
The realest nigga in it man this ain't no fuckin' gimmick
They came down shootin' we ain't run no fuckin' scrimmage
We do the Hellcat the Rambo and it ain't rented but you know it's tinted
Peep 'em squintin' tryna see who in it
Ev'ry single day I'm tore I still made it through the war
Gettin' busy in Dior give them killers a reward
Spill his blood leave him Crip but we ain't even gon' trip
Shit gon' kick but I'm a vet so I control it with the grip
Know for sure my mom tired of me but more so she proud of me
We go, ah, ah, ah, it ain't no eye for eye with me
I show you how to move it ain't no way that you should lose
I tried followin' but niggas made me say fuck the rules