Y'all, what it do for? Tell me about this shit, what this shit really worth? Tell me it's sound 30 for all them blood that turn and go brazy What this shit really worth? The fed caught a fine broad, we know them bitches thirsty And I never traded my man, stand tall with the verdict And I give a nigga my all, God ain't know this shit be worth it Them long nights upstair, men tweet bussin' bells You gotta get it how you live, take a nigga's ass off And he ain't one of my fuckin' pips I never cross a nigga in my circle, I ain't real I'm the one that feed my fam, nigga, know how that shit is I'm the one that feed my team, nigga, know I keep it trip Had to stay down with my niggas still, screamin' fuck a deal Missin' real with the green and that lean to get you killed Take a perp back to back, you don't know how the pain feel This shit be real, well, you gotta keep it strapped Cause niggas kill, have a shootout, some broad, they interfere And they kill, what's the name, what it is? Ain't play for keys, the only way I live I was seven, wait for a nigga with 21 Man, bad boy, run around with a big gun Young nigga tryna show you somethin' Tell a lil' pull up, a nigga tryna take somethin' Them niggas pussy on the other side, they don't want nothin' In the daytime, we face somethin' Man, wait, this shit ain't for niggas like us Yeah Yeah Yeah Yo Wait, don't know that shit It's a cap Miss Margiella, that's a cap Ooh Wait, man, a nigga like you don't belong in that We have a two-word paper, man Hold up I wish that all my niggas free Last time, Sillaburg, we was on Shim Street You tellin' me, don't get caught without my motherfuckin' heat MGA, stay solid, soon again, nigga, we meet Love some niggas switched on, they on die I know some niggas switched on, they on die I know some niggas put that bag on his dog and knocked him off Them niggas cut the runny side, man, you can't trust a soul One nigga got you on your bitch, man, and then them niggas fold Them niggas hoes, man, they went against the code, that's your own O.G. Prime called two to the door, me sentin' him home O.G. Block came home, nigga, know that shit was on One of them buckets got caught in the church, the chick escaped the release I told him, let's get hold of the head of the nigga and fuckin' get it And we went straight to die, man, that shit fuckin' hit me And boy, all I got, nigga, we was motherfuckin' rippers Yeah Nah, I can't wait What? You know that Can't wait till you call home, kid You been gone too long