Hey yo Pluto, you goin' brazen?
Oh yeah, Berkey, this the one right here
Look in my eyes, you see that red
I've been thinkin' bout some *, get it out my head
Oh lord, sometimes feel like I'm dead
My rod, the reason why I ain't dead
Look in my eyes, you see that red
I've been thinkin' bout some *, get it out my head
Oh lord, sometimes feel like I'm dead
My rod, the reason why I ain't dead
First off, nigga stupid as *, I ain't goin' outside
I ain't lettin' him take me
In the world, we gon' shoot this * up
He stare at this truck ass like he want
Sprout, I ain't let him take me
Niggas really be goofy, they hate me
Probably cause I'm real lit and they ain't me
Now I'm doin' my *, they won't find me
I ain't beefin' with them cause they can't be
Now that y'all on the internet, under my prison
* like them brats tryna frame me
I ain't sayin' * back cause it ain't me
Bullies got no reason for to chain me
Took a lot of drugs, never chained me
Lost a lot of love, they would chain me
Said she givin' up, man, can't be
Moolah givin' up, man, hang me
Made the picture perfect, I should paint me
Niggas stay there lurking, tryna slay me
If I buy some Birkin, would it change me?
Attention, what the * gon' bring me?
Detention, what they tryna slay me?
I don't listen no more and I swear that I'm grown
Well, that's what my granny be sayin'
Well, that's what my granny be sayin'
Oh, oh, I never let nobody play with me
Put that metal on him if he claim me
* all my niggas be with it, we claim be
Nigga never was with it, he ain't straight
Nigga never was with it, he ain't straight
Look in my eyes, you see that red
I been thinkin' bout some *, get it off my head
Oh lord, sometimes feel like I'm dead
My rod, the reason why I ain't dead
Look in my eyes, you see that red
I been thinkin' bout some *, get it off my head
Oh lord, sometimes feel like I'm dead
My rod, the reason why I ain't dead
Second off, I'm a killer for real, gon' get with ya
Nigga don't comment that * on my picture
I'll be stupid if I say your name
But you better know that them bullets gon' hit ya
I know the * that's gon' come with the game
I thank to myself and say, what if they get ya?
Boy, you better know how we come by them chains
Like, if you try to take it, I'm takin' the pencil
What do you mean, how you saw what the camera do?
Someone with a beam in it?
Do you know what I mean?
Do you know what the camera do?
We at an event, so bro, them gon' clap at you
Leavin' them lickin' like some of the pals will do
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Whatever we got is a weapon attackin' you
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Whatever we got is a weapon attackin' you
I'm on the tent and I'm in the wind
You play with the game, we gon' spin
Momma told me that I need to go pray
But all I do is go commit a sin
Say I can't told her I'm keepin' my drink
Cause these niggas planin' on doing me in
You know I'ma blow up a heat to his face
Soon as the little nigga try to run in
Ayy, I might just pull up in the Benz
If you ain't game, then you can't get in
I'm pourin' that drink in the motherfuckin' drink
Hell nah, nigga, I'm fuckin' on him
I think that they mad cause I am what they ain't
That * done be crazy, I cut off my kin
I don't need no favorites and I don't need no friends
If it ain't a payment, I ain't fuckin' with it
Look in my eyes, you see they red
I been thinkin' bout some *, get it off my head
Oh lord, sometimes feel like I'm dead
My rod, the reason why I ain't dead
Look in my eyes, you see they red
I been thinkin' bout some *, get it off my head
Oh lord, sometimes feel like I'm dead
My rod, the reason why I ain't dead