Open up my book and I been writing fucking verses
Finger on the trigger I could take a couple serpents
Cross up on my neck and I been living with these curses
Heaven's for the sinners cuz a n**** never perfect
Open up my book and I been writing fucking verses
Finger on the trigger I could take a couple serpents
Cross up on my neck and I been living with these curses
Heaven's for the sinners cuz a n**** never perfect
I ain't never wanted recognition
Definition
Everything I spit is for the premonition
Deposition
I just wanna build it like a preposition
Exposition
Now I'm getting money it's a repetition
Competition
Tryna make a fucking way
N***** getting paid
Take it to the grave
Did it for the gang
Never for the fame
I'm a be the same
I ain't never change
Uh
Cuz after long hard days
I go to war with my thoughts
I put it all in the pot
And spit it all off the top
Cuz I don't mess with ops
We give them hell with the Glock
But I don't need me a lot
I get the cash and I drop
But I'm a pray for sins
I never want it to end
I got to keep it a ten
I hope that god let me in
I never needed my friends
But I'm a need me a Benz
A n**** making amends
You do it all for the trends
Open up my book and I been writing fucking verses
Finger on the trigger I could take a couple serpents
Cross up on my neck and I been living with these curses
Heaven's for the sinners cuz a n**** never perfect
Open up my book and I been writing fucking verses
Finger on the trigger I could take a couple serpents
Cross up on my neck and I been living with these curses
Heaven's for the sinners cuz a n**** never perfect
Uh
That's one take by the way
That was a freestyle
And I don't think nobody can do it like me
And that's for real
Aye man
Tell all these fuck n***** I'm coming for the game
I ain't coming for the fame but I'm tryna make a name
You feel me
G shit
Gang