Baby, let's just fuck the world, and run away
Let's just leave this Earth, and go to Mars
I woke up this mornin' (Fuelz got that heat)
Bank account on overload, nigga, on my momma
Look
Bank account on overload, still thinkin' 'bout my nigga ('Bout my nigga)
Told my label I woulda grabbed him first for more than six figures (I told 'em)
Crazy how lil' bro ain't make it home with more than six niggas (Shit crazy)
I'm still on that frontline, I never paid for hitters (On the frontline)
Thinkin' 'bout that last call, hurt a nigga deep (Hurt a nigga deep)
Hate I missed that show, you wouldn't have been there, 'posed to been with me ('Posed to been with me)
Put on for the hood, Freebandz, just signed with FBG (For the hood)
Take this shit in blood, forever stamp, put on for 4E (Put on for 4E)
Popped it off first, forever stamp, the biggest in this shit (Forever stamp)
Stood out the way, I told the rap to get my niggas rich (No hatin' shit)
Hate to see you win, they just wanna reap the benefits (They hate it)
Adjusted to the camera, the money good, I'm like, "Fuck a Twitch" (Fuck a Twitch)
Million in a stash spot, left the game alone (Left the game alone)
Talk a couple tickets when you speak or leave my name alone (Leave my name alone)
Put in they face, I'm done cryin', I hate my nigga gone (Hate my nigga gone)
Quick to get 'em smacked for speakin' on it, better watch your tone (Better watch your tone)
Real trap nigga, ain't gotta say it, the world know this shit (They know this shit)
Keep a hundred on me at all times and I'll blow this shit (I'll blow it)
Still would do a number, goin' crazy when that notice hit (Doin' hits)
Hittin' at them niggas in broad day, RIP Lil Trent (RIP Lil Trent)
We just lost a hidden gem, RIP to Wiz (RIP to Wiz)
Ain't gotta talk about it, they know my heart, I got my nigga kids (They know my heart)
Seen me and Lil Marc get in some shit and we were just some kids (We was just some kids)
Sleepin' on each other floors, roaches in the fridge (In the fridge)
They know this shit ain't over yet, Miss Sindy made a soul (Miss Sindy made a soul)
Bet my life on it, I ain't never gon' bet on no boy (Bet my life)
Bulletproofin' everything, can't let 'em catch me in no car (Put it in park)
You can run when it's your time, you ain't gon' make it far (You ain't gon' make it far)
Bank account on overload, still thinkin' 'bout my nigga (On overload)
Told my label I woulda grabbed him first for more than six figures (I woulda grabbed him)
Crazy how lil' bro ain't make it home with more than six niggas (With more than six niggas)
I'm still on that frontline, I never paid for hitters (I never paid for hitters)
Hate how lil' bro ain't make it home with more than six niggas
Know I'm puttin' this shit down forever for you, nigga
Mine 4E, Death, BG, nigga, Double M, we the same thing, nigga
Got your kids, now I got your mama and sister, nigga, forever (Baby, let's just fuck the world, and run away)
Put this shit down for you, nigga, forever changed (Let's just leave this Earth, and go to Mars)
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