Letras
All right T and G
You know it's down with us
Nigga, where you beat
Freaky, self-re-read
All my niggas fightin' a beat
'Cause I got blood under my sneaks
In my prime, in my peak
Punish him, throw up a G
I got niggas tellin' me to rap but I'm in beef
This real ass can't get no sleep
This shit been goin' on for a week
Showin' love don't cost a fee
Mugged up, I hardly speak
I let my pistol talk for me
How you know me? Nigga's sweet
Probably know me from my G
You ain't never try to jump out or hop out
And chase somethin' down on feet
Listenin' to Taylor Pollard (come on)
Just gon' get your stupid ass fucked up for free
I hear Kennedy hit that three
Lookin' for PMP
My young boy on the Monsant City
Gon' burn him like a CD (Paramount CD)
Ryan Fitzgerald smokin' a word right now
I ain't worryin' bout the beat (right)
I know a nigga say he gon' kill me
That same nigga deceased
I done vacum sealed it
Nigga stealin' out the P
I done iced on my set
Nigga diamond for an RG
Hit me like a cow in his bitch
I'ma kill him in his B&B
Nigga sayin' that he gon' kill me
Take me out my misery (misery, rolling out)
Rollin' out for a pill of peace
Vistula, Jojo, Ben and B's
I can't even trust my peace
Talkin' about that shit
Said he gon' kill me
Rockin' nigga like some sneeze
Bitch, them youngins kill for me
I got double C on my feet
Double G hold up my Glee
Body M with LP
Face shot like he deceased
Baby, I'm weighin' too deep
Havin' shootouts in my sleeve
I can't wait 'til they feel reed
I can't wait 'til they feel my reed
It's gon' turn up in that G
I got niggas tellin' me to rap but I'm at beef