(Yes)
I love when it's winter, I go in a jacket
Ewok, pull up with some makk shit
Nigga thought I was loafin', I had it
I threw a-, should've saw his reaction
Mari B doin' what? Imagine
I want the lo', give me coordinates
Pingin' the enemy, then we gon' tag him
Mari B got a beat, nigga got left with a sad face
See them and did, we makin' them pass away
I hear the sirens, then I gotta dash away
We out to the Y, that shit is that away
Don't gotta lie, I never exaggerate
We got 'em reminiscin' every Saturday
Nigga, don't forget it's a matter of time
All roads lead here, we could link up and die (right now)
But they don't wanna hop in the ride
Most of these niggas really scared to slide
Diggin' the shots, while they stay in the house
They don't wanna link up, but we all close by
Nobody who winnin' still wanna do nothin'
Should be ashamed that the reason he died (oh my God)
Think that the pussy-niggas with the mooks
I ain't gon' lie, that's bad mob ties
Jamari got splashed with the water, he jacked it
KG ran 'cause he knew I was crashin'
HG got a nigga he don't know tatted
Ran into Skin and he didn't want static
He saw the cops and he felt fantastic
Walk over his face, orderly fashion
Fourteen with the rod, I was a bad kid
"Who that right there?" Think it's a opp, lemme throw on my glasses
Night time, luckily I got attachments
Call EMS, shit 'boutta get tragic (oh my God)
Why they sayin' they up on the-?
We be givin' the belt, we just look at the lashes
Why niggas chattin' like Wick got shot?
That never happened, like don't even gas it
I know y'all wanna make shit look good
Will never be even 'til y'all get a casket
Nigga get out the stu', get on bad shit
Had a killin' for Keem, nothin' happened
First they was cool, now they linkin' up
Niggas took to the internet, now I gotta drag it
I know in the summer they playin' the brick
Take a trip on the 4th, we gon' see if they lackin'
Jamari got splashed with the water, he jacked it
KG ran 'cause he knew I was crashin'
HG got a nigga he don't know tatted
Ran into Skin and he didn't want static
He saw the cops and he felt fantastic
Walk over his face, orderly fashion
Fourteen with the rod, I was a bad kid
Like I'm just different, like
Niggas can't fuck with me, gang, like word to my dead