(Lizgin killed this beat)
I came from the bottom where most niggas don't survive
How your brother got killed and you ain't tryna slide?
Know my main bitch a ten and my side ho a nine
I couldn't afford the Drac', had to do shit with a 9
He ain't on shit, it's my gun, so he took a four-five and he brought it to me
Boo-Boo and Matt, I had jumped in the street
But I needed some money, that's just how it be
I be so quick to shoot shit off the rip
I'ma up off the hip and leave you on a tee
I cheat on my ho 'cause her brother a bitch
He ain't gon' do shit if he run into me
I got killers that lurk on the East
With that head, know lil' mama a beast
Turnt up quick, they let me off the leash
Hrrt, boom, leave niggas deceased
Skrrt, vroom, 12 hit the light, know I ain't finna stop
Got a switch in this bitch, I been ridin' illegal
I spend the racks on the shit that I wear
I designered my drip, I get fly like an eagle
Throw on a rubber whenever we fuck
Keep that shit on the low, can't get caught with no eaters
Big gun stay in the kitchen, eggbeater
I be stuntin' these hoes, Evel Knievel
Got a few niggas gone, now they say that I'm evil
'Fore I beat on that bitch, swear to God I'ma leave her
I leave Percs in my lean, hope I don't have a seizure
I been chasin' Ben Frank like I fuck with Aretha
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