(Verse 1)

Now a dayz alotta homies juss snakes in disguise

N time fly wen ur life flashin b4 ur eyes

Dese haters pathological wit all dese lies

But now matter how much cash u got u cant buy time

Da streets aint a game here der iz no restarts

N u grand theft auto pussies catch one in the heart

I come straight frm u nightmares an apparition of fear

Things go bump in da night im da one datchu hear

My words smoother den a crystal n o so clear

Play hide n seek wen i count 2 3 u dissapear

U bitches wanna play till u catch one in ur ribs

Think u safe in ur house till i run up in ur crib

Dat blood stain on ur shirt look like u wearin a bib

Mutha f*ckers try 2 copy but cant do wat i did

N i aint about 2 die cuz i aint goin 2 hell

I already been there once bra im out on bail

(Verse 2)

Wit dis story each chapter only gets worse

So many lost 2 da jail cell, n more 2 da hearse

Its up 2 me 2 tell der stories wit every verse

But dese nightmares in my head feel like dey stuck in reverse

Like 50 say 32 shots no need 2 aim

Wit hollowtips on da chase dey goin eat ur brain

Im leavin plenty stains, ur crews remains

N ur picture in a frame right beside ur grave

Never snitch hit me wit life i still took da blame

Dey hitchu wit a lil pressure n like a bird u sang

U waz mad cuz u cant match wat i sell on scales

But u kno wat dey say dead men tell no tales

Dese haters move like snails so its time 2 dipset

I catchu gettin outta line i getchur T-shirt wet

Cuz u super soaker pussy u aint packin da heat

But if u want beef come on n let da monster eat

(Verse 3)

Now im draped up, my whole crew got semis n macs

My choppers runnin like energizer wit no battery pack

Dnt need dat, aw naw u dnt c dat

Tucked up under my shirt dats were my gun b at

Keep playin my gun give u dat brrat dat dat

Dis my version a patty cake click clack splat

Welcome 2 art class police do ur outline like stencils

Ur whole crew filled wit led like a box a pencils

Class in session take a seat n learn ur lesson

Best consult ur bibles cuz dis youngins a blessin

Gods right hand got killers dressed az reverends

Roll up on u tinted windows in dat brand new chevy

Talk shi*t n get split juss like a NO levy

Dat macll lift u off ur feet but make ur body heavy