Goodbye Baby
Niggas always talk about how
Many cars they got
Where I'm from might get you popped
Cause these
They don't give a fuck about nothing
Fast car, fly bitches, or big face hundreds
That gang bang shit, I did it and done it
Projects, the land of the
I lost so many homies
Can't see what it's coming
Yeah I'm feeling like
And I started from scratch
I give anything to bring my grandmas back
Get my unk off crack
Now I gotta watch my back, cause I got cash
I'm in the fast lane
Haters wanna see me crash
Bitches didn't like me then, wanna see me bad
I just roll past and laugh, like kiss my ass
Welcome to, wars here the Glock click clack
I drop bombs like the conspearicy, 9 1 1
I do it like them bread and butter
I keep the on me though i'm getting closer
My first step
Hit's like a domestic husband would do
I don't know shit
Know I'm sick without the flew
The doctors can't cure for it
Catch me in a Coope, aqua tint
Album placements
We ain't on the same level fool
I live in the Matrix
Anything that you say that you got
Pistol on my back
If a nigga leave without it
Drive bye, car that drive bye
I ain't tryna be a
I ain't tryna get blistered, my eyes wide
Tryna stay alive the streets and
Rock will shoot you down, price on your head
Shots where you lay you niggas blind homie
If you think I'm lieing homie
I'm thinking to myself
Like who would ride for me?
If I die, who will shed a tear for me?
So I ride slow, with i ain't tryna live
Better think twice dawg
If you thinking of aproaching me
Have your body sauring
I'm finest, yes I'm the sure thing
Married to this game, no plans of devorsing
