Yo, 100
Appreciate it man
Nah for real, you'll help a nigga
Help a nigga out a lot
Damn
Speak my mind, we don't need no distractions
Yeah, uh
Shit just got critical
Too deep but it's lyrical
Hearing they names, you knowin' it's striking the fear in you
And building imperial
Smoking up clinical
Know that I'm hella high, but still the pinnacle
You're lacking the principle
Sounding the same, and looking identical
I just sit back, man, I just observe
You blocking niggas on social media
We block niggas in real life, off of the curb
Don't own a Tech
But the way the game is set up man
I think I'm becoming a nerd
Paper lookin' like book in my hand
On a different chapter 'bout that action and verb
Universe is out of this world
In simple terms, man, we're not from this Earth
Me and 100, a hundred
Still at the register
Homie no I think they never gon' change
They be steady reaching for the clout
But try and now I make your spirit fly
We ain't talkin' 'bout a plane
Now, similarly, dogs to the gremlins
The angel's touch started it, but I finished it
Diminishing the innocence
Of any nigga reaching for the pen again
Don't put yourself in that type of predicament
Know that we really with it
The flow, man, I'm really spittin'
I'm killin' these fakest haters
And phoning some bitches with it
The bomb, man, I can't get
This shit can blow up at any minute
Like just me off the jury
Niggas know that I been acquitted
And rappers who counterfeited
And yeah I'ma be counting them
Now that C4 strapped or your chest
3, 2, 1
Y'all know the rest
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Uh
Look at the way that they treat us
Fail and need repeat us
Three strikes like Adidas (Adidas)
Never play follow the leader
Can't wait for they day that they freein' Mumia (Mumia)
C- Came out the crib with the heater
Believe when I tell you it's cold to the streets (Cold to the streets)
Rather get caught with it than without it
Yeah, that's the code of the streets (Code of the streets)
My youngin' got hit with the .22 (.22)
Didn't even get to make it to 22 (22)
See that's what the money do
It just depends on how you act
When they put it in front of you (Woo)
It's evil, for better or worse
Whatever it's worth
Whatever come first
You live by the gun or you die by the gun
'Till the day that you ride in a hearse (Ride in a hearse)
I ride for the fam, no matter the situation
'Till I lie in the dirt (Dirt)
I live by the words that I preach
When I speak, I ain't ever gon' lie on a verse (Never)
Got a call from Blitz like, "Talk yo' shit"
"We finna take over this rap shit"
So I hopped out the coupe
And I hopped in the booth
Started spittin' the truth, homie, that's it (That's it)
So before I go back to the street life
Sellin' cocaine under that street light
I ain't sellin' no dope, I'm spittin' that dope
And you get 100 K for the street price
If waiting for me to fall off (Fall off)
I advise that you don't hold your breath (Don't do it)
3, 2, 1
Y'all know the rest