Letras
Bro's a genius
Payed a bag for my sneakers
Back then I done creepers
Now all of my brother's are leaders
All of my younger's want to be us
Because we're teaching them numbers like teacher's
Doing a deal then we're eating
Like who's really real on a beef thing
Do a drill in the evening
Move with the steel got me creeping
It's real when your sleeping
Put him in the boot then we're speeding
Where's the food that your keeping
Talk to feds got you deep in
Shot to legs got you leaping
Yo
No heart for the beef because your mans soft
Bark the machine then he ran off
Art to machines painting man off
So I master the piece like I'm van gogh
Finders keepers we the finder's
Supply the food to the buyers
That's right I'm with rider's
Jail fights beefing in sliders
Like panda I'm in designer
Rolling with t he's a lifer
Role up the weed to get higher
Then I blow the machine you get fry up
Get the food then get it gone
Different routes like a hexagon
Your bitch is loose she wants to handle me but I left the yard cah she's taking long
Been in the rain
Hope these niggers feeling my pain
Kinda easy to say
That you been on the pave
I remember when they put p'z on my name
Been in the rain
Hope these niggers feeling my pain
Kinda easy to say
That you been on the pave
I remember when they put p'z on my name
Flooding the strip
Come for my shit you can't come where you live
I had enough of this shit
I might come out of retirement feeling John wick
Come up in a whip
My younger's on shit
They'll be hugging the stick
I'm loving this shit
Like I'm living in bando's I've been in the bricks
Beefing with me that's a mismatch