this is dedicated to the motherfuckers that think we don t go through shit just one thug baby one thug one thug lord showing love and mercy on one thug cause one slug one slug you know it only takes just one now if i die tonight would you cry for me would you get high for me and if you know who did the deed would you ride for me or did you squeeze the shot jealous cause i put my hustle to the fullest making it hard for you to bleed the block that s what my father told me take care of your business nigga but don t rush it move slowly undercover with a birds eyes view behind glass that s tinted no licensee plates and expired tags ain t no telling who s in it when you get paid get another piece tell me what you gone do when all them niggas you ve been capping on get to capping on you would you cry like a bitch run off in yourself like a man or call on jesus when you see that warm blood on your hands if the sun ain t shining you better try to keep breathing you won t make it to heaven today you just gon burn and bleed but if you a soldier who gon fuck around with you if you mobbing with jehovah he can make it where your hooptie be a range rover i m addicted to sherm all my problems got me chasing a high but i don t cry since mama lift me i ve been waiting to die looking at my partners when they talk to me i laugh to myself fake ass handshakes i know they tend to be bad to my health i was a nigga that was down to ride and i guaranteed the enemy layed it down to die ran out of ammo before he reloaded i thought my nigga would do it for me the nigga that shot me ain t the killer he was suppose to be i m still here i know your name and your face and where you lay i know where your daughter and your baby mama stay is it a good thing to die and my reply is automatic keep your plexing to yourself cause static could turn into motherfucking havoc jesus i don t know who to trust but give me a choice between real and fake i m gon know who to bust lord have mercy on me cause i m gon always sleep if i can t find him and his family fin to feel me the world as i m seeing soaked i m 23 years old and i ve been broke and i would rather conversate with killers than kin folk cause if i know the location of murder i can vacate but i m still down for my pistol like a playmate nigga even my girlfriend don t understand baby don t you realize i m homeless when it s raining and thundering i m bout to take my own life but i m not able to self destruct but for the right price i ll pull the ak off the shelf and i ll bust and if you wonder why my pants sag i keep my pistol in my pocket cause motherfuckers want to see me take my last dance but they can t catch me rather i m breathing or dead and they can t stop me from reaching people put me in the fed guaranteed i mma be smoking weed pacing myself without a change in my schedule steady chasing my mail until my life is at the finish with no more breath in my lungs i mma put these bitch made niggas to rest alas in the sun  how many motherfucking times i gotta tell you niggas y all can t fuck around with us it s the year two motherfucking triple o it s a new motherfucking millennium you niggas can t fuck with us i know god damn well you niggas can t fuck with me i know god damn well you niggas fuck with my nigga c nile nigga fuck y all straight up thugs in the motherfucking streets going platinum on motherfucking c d s and l p s nigga we don t push ki s nigga we push motherfucking forward cars up the god damn block know i m saying going platinum and gold dollars gon fold my nigga dirty did the track ain t no motherfucking turning back we had to pull no motherfucking return nigga we going platinum you niggas could kiss our motherfucking ass know i m saying den den jay jay straight profit i appreciate the love and it goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on till the motherfucking break of dawn z ro s u c