(Intro : Darius Wolley)
Aye what I shot for take me back to 94
Chris Wallace what he was ready to die for
(Chorus : Darius Wolley)
You know what my story is far from glorious talk big sh** I gotta be notorious
I gotta be notorious
Talk big sh** I gotta be notorious
(Verse 1 : Fru)
Work that , surf that
Get back music with the top back
Dream k**ers played out like hubcaps
Dissect a n***a stuck on his craft
Million stacks I'm trying to touch that
Tell them gatekeepers go on fallback
New money new b**hes
New hundreds new fifties
Ass to phat like 2 nicki's
Pull up on that b**h like u riding with me
Talking big sh** like I'm new biggie
Pushing caprice like its new Bentley
New Bentley , new Bentley
Swerve on these n***as like its new Bentley new Bentley new Bentley
Talking big sh** like I'm new biggie
Solidify my game never miss when I aim n***as run up on me they gon catch up with the flames talk behind my back as they whisper my name but this train ain't getting off the track until I say ....
Rappers get their feeling caught up in this rap sh** but how could you not when they blame us for everything gun violence I mean everything
So funny how we act heaven sent
But that's okay as long as I get paid to do my thing I'mma smoke and I'mma drink until them s**as go insane it'll take me a few setbacks to get me off this plane cuz I'm going out with a bang I'm going out with a bang yeah
(Chorus : Darius Wolley Repeat 2X)
(Verse 2 : Fru)
Visionary , box Chevy , 2 b**hes , 2 crazy bottle of henny
Cuz I talk a lotta sh** off the goose
She trashing the Telly in her birthday suit
Damn dc shorties is the truth
Gotta love it a brick to a house gotta cut it got my thoughts racing through my brain like a stampede gotta get it gotta get it ugh
U pressed off the limelight I'm pressed off the digits , bands
We just living for today we don't make no plans trying to establish a brand
n***as talking about the bread they be getting but can't count that in one hand
How you figure you got the game in a chokehold but you ain't got no stans , Goddamn
Run through these streets like a stand up guy
For what I believe in I'm going to die
Life expectancy for us n***as so low
That's why these s**as ain't letting us fly
30 plus grinding over 10 years the blood the sweat and the tears I cry when n***as wanna stick me for my paper damn But that's okay as long as I get paid to do my thing I'mma smoke and I'mma drink until them s**as go insane it'll take me a few setbacks to get me off this plane cuz I'm going out with a bang I'm going out with a bang yeah
(Chorus : Darius Wolley Repeat 2X)