[Intro]
Pack came in, dope showed up
Word gettin' out, phone blowin' up
Loose lips will get your mouth sewn up
Count f**ed up, house blown up
Count f**ed up, house blown up
f**in with me and my n***as we fed up, yeah
n***a f**in' with me it's a man down
[Hook]
Lord I promise I been tryin' to change my ways
Seems like the money and the b**hes in my way
I lost my mind so for my enemies I pray
I look the police in their face, say crime pays (crime pays)
Get that yay, whip that yay
[Bridge 1]
f**in' with me and my n***as, we fed up
f**in' with me and my n***as it's man down
So much dope in the trunk but when I hit the city I ran out
So much dope in the trunk but when I hit the city I ran out
[Verse 1]
Got a c**aine wrist
Never spend a dollar on a broke, lame b**h
Pocket full of bands, they my motherf**in' friends till the end cause these n***as and these hoes ain't sh**
Say good Lord
Got a c**aine wrist
Never spend a dollar on a broke, lame b**h
Pocket full of bands, they my motherf**in' friends till the end cause these n***as and these hoes ain't sh**
Say good Lord
[Hook]
Lord I promise I been tryin' to change my ways
Seems like the money and the b**hes in my way
I lost my mind so for my enemies I pray
I look the police in their face, say crime pays
[Bridge 2]
Say why you wanna go to war with me, to war with me
I got choppers in the car with me, the squad with me
You don't want to go to war with me, to war with me
I got choppers in the car with me, the squad with me
[Verse 2]
b**h I'm smokin' on that Schwarzenegger, that terminator
I put meat and potatoes on tables, from flippin' yayo
My amigo got 53 acres, a regulator
Got big nuts, I say f** the world I might, impregnate her
I'm a shark with the fork and the pot, the calculator
Don't get popped with the flex and finesse
Don't try my paper
I spray n***as, straight till they can bless up
Black activator
My amigo got 53 acres, a regulator
Drivin' up lets get this paper, get this paper
[Bridge 3]
f**in' with me and my n***as, we fed up
f**in' with me and my n***as it's man down
b**h I'm back on that dope, boy I'm Codeine and Molly and Xan'd out
I relapse on that dope, boy I'm Codeine and Molly and Xan'd out
[Verse 3]
With a c**aine wrist
Never spend a dollar on a broke, lame b**h
Pocket full of bands, they my motherf**in' friends till the end cause these n***as and these hoes ain't sh**
Say good Lord
Got a c**aine wrist
Never spend a dollar on a broke, lame b**h
Pocket full of bands, they my motherf**in' friends till the end cause these n***as and these hoes ain't sh**
Say good Lord
[Hook]
Lord I promise I been tryin' to change my ways
Seems like the money and the b**hes in my way
I lost my mind so for my enemies I pray
I look the police in their face, say crime pays
[Bridge 2]
Say why you wanna go to war with me, to war with me
I got choppers in the car with me, the squad with me
You don't want to go to war with me
I got choppers in the car with me, the squad with me