yo i was yay high sittin like a baller calling shots 80 blocks put it on the line for the slaughter real j serving niggas base and i kill breaks spill a little water for my daughter still face and it tastes sweeter than your water dope no love niggas catching for the food you a fool tryna park on the block balls hot sauce red barns with that arm chopped off don t get your block chopped up when that glock pop hot shot as the important cha cha ayo money green jealousy run deep in my dungarees clutch heat hot as the hell i m pullin from underneath that boy barnes a fucking beast she want a piece i wanna piece for them cold nights huggin my piece fuck ducking police up in the street nothin but grief they want the food you eat my g no love  ayo andrews boy i m the boss the address on my neck became a man take it off to cut it up cut it out i made it out through the paper routes and now we back like the sacs from the drought you chicken back to the house baby bags in your mouth to save these stacks if it s only eighty hops we out i got the whip got as far the block was on the dip from the strip caught a line from you need a life nigga reading my rights once forced me to read and write green light i hit them niggas like i had 3 strikes your lucky pen is rusty sometimes it gets muddy in the sunny where it only rain money play dummy be the billionaire boy with the bunny i m tryna stay out the game young niggas wanna bang for me they hear my name and throw they chain for me we bout to get it cause it s niggas who don t simple as that with it if she need it i get it if she want it i m on it she got it my 100 percent my nigga pompous as prince parking the whip playing pac i m pondering if i should pop shit like my pops my level is like that she credit incredible with that ice action get your life back get your prize snatched if you want it no need to covet it s covered my cup runneth over it s nothing it s more normal to find a syringe for you more on the block real but still i spit formal the streets my money s formed we run em niggas torn we warn for you get your feelings torn get a reason to love life we busting just to keep blood pumpin crush mics when we touch life spending ones like we spend the funds get the huns like we used to get the guns when we did the runs steady counting with my lady steady bouncin baby ain t even counting the age nigga we getting thousands give her hundreds when i wanna give the world pop them niggas life for my baby family 5