Ruby Da Cherry: I been itching for a plot, yeah But ain't no waving cannons on my block, no 7th Ward Lord take a shot, yeah I'ma keep my head down (I don't give a f**) Switching scripts, they're never in the same spot, yeah f** this music sh**, I'm itching for a plot, yeah Ain't no f**ing digits on my clock, no I ain't one of y'all just let me rot, yeah I was just with Peep in London Still feel like I don't exist at all f** this social gathering I'ma smoke a square out in the f**ing hall They told me watch out for the snakes But they forgot about the plague With the AK and with Lil' Remains And the AK and with Lil' Remains $crimm: Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side Riding, hanging out the window, screaming "who wanna die?"
Savage lil addict with a 100 bad habits Say "I need prayer" all I need is my ratchet Pull up, swang with the blade Then I pray over dead prey Banging Grey till my grave Milli rock, sa pa**e What that mean?, I don't know, took 'bout four xans today Sippin lean, dyin' slow, d** make me feel ok Jackal from the flames, make a stain of a b**h like you f** the twelve, f** the cops, we ain't forgot about you k** mo', k** mo' Gleesh walk on a sack Burn a half mill in cash f** that paper, turn it ash Walk away and start to laugh Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha No more, I got cash, cash, cash and cars and broads Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R Scarecrow walking in the fog Life got worse than it was before, ho