I gotta put my hand on some fire
Did you tell em move ‘fore you blast?
Let me find out when you got sentenced by the judge, you where whining bout it

I can’t treat you like my main bitch and I can’t love you(Whore)
Let me find out when you found out that you told them everything you found’t out
Thank God
It did not phase me
I know they wanna put me to sleep
I don’ gave the streets all I had
I be really wanting to take my side bitch shopping but I can’t spoil her
I be really wanting to put some trust in my lil bitch but she ain’t loyal
Look at me mama I made it
Gotti the first nigga that made me vibe
Just know when I go, I’m going out fly
I wanna see my mama at peace
Im sick of this shit
Thank God everybody in the hood threw a cross at me before I got rich
I was like, "Damn this shit riding."
Thank God for making me dump that bitch cause she weren’t shit
I was drinking lean so I can die
Them niggas been hating me
They know I’m a motherfucking dog
Then you know you gotta sign out
Yeen gotta struggle no more
Boosie the first nigga that made me cry
I was like, "Damn this shit sliding."
Thank God for all the real niggas he don’ blessed me with and they didn’t switch
They said Ill go to jail if i Lie
Real shit
You took care of me since I was a baby
Thank God for getting me out the car with them fuck niggas cause I didn’t fit (We different)
Jeezy the first nigga that made me trap
I be really wanting to go and fuck with my daddy but he weren’t here for me
But I can’t wait to find out
Fuck boy you gotta sign in
Ion know where the fuck boy live
[Intro]
Was there innocent bystanders out there?
Let me find out the police told you to find out
I know the Devil trying to curse me
When I lost my brother I wanted to die
That big forehead ass nigga bumping
I’ll lay it down for my brother
When I was a teenager
Look at me grandma I made it
I was like, "Bro, I’m tired."
[Verse]
I wish I could’ve died for my brother
If i would’ve been there with him, then I would’ve fired for my brother
But I still lie on my brother
Ion give a fuck about the past
And move my grandma out Mcmillen street
What you stand for? What you dying bout?
I wish I ain’t have to look in the eyes of my mother
Did you rob em in a ski mask?
Im sick of this life
I remember walking to Pinehill pool
I be really wanting to listen to my moma when she say the bitch ain’t for you
I don’ gave niggas my last
But tell that nigga I’ll past
I know I drove you crazy
Thank you Jesus
Guwop the first nigga that made me slide
This all I ask you for Lord
Let me find out you hiding out
I be really wanting to put some money in my hood but them niggas disloyal