[Hook]
All my n***as they about trust
f** with us you might have duck
Sippin on ciroc till I lose touch
Smoking on tree like the son does
All my n***as They about trust
All these women got in me lust
All you ba*tards got me f**ed up
All you actors might touched up
[Verse 1]
I'll put yo team straight to sleep like some lean
I'll drop yo body off like I'm jet li
I got so much energy you'll never catch me weak
I drunk all the Hennessy By my lonely
f** cross faded I'm bruh twisted
f** cloud 9 I'm on a space mission
Eating Edible like its my nutrition
f** around and text my ex bad decisions
I got a lot of enemies
f** they ain't ahead of me
Talking all that sh** you remember me
1997 I made everything
I stomp your face in with a disregard to life
I destroy ha home slide in to f** ya wife
I wait outside just to rob you for ya ride
Appropriate this culture and itll be homicide
All these parties and I'm never sober, many women
All these women I'm f**in over, I need to stop drinking
All you n***as talkin sh** don't let me catch you slipping
Cuz when I show up bodies go missin
My n***a Pookie ain't afraid to shoot them on sight
We bust bullets like my dick when give her pipe
You think you hard let concrete give advice
f** fame man this sh** ain't a tradition
You exploit my life just feed ya f**in children
Piss on ya grave nah I'll sh** in that ditch
I ain't no slave so no chains on my sh**
[Hook]
All my n***as they about trust
f** with us you might have duck
Sippin on ciroc till I lose touch
Smoking on tree like the son does
All my n***as They about trust
All these women got in me lust
All you ba*tards got me f**ed up
All you actors might touched up
All my n***as they about trust
f** with us you might have duck
Sippin on ciroc till I lose touch
Smoking on tree like the son does
[Verse 2]
Hell is an oven which I'm cooking in
You n***as overrated ya girl is dine in
Get so reckless sativa and some gin
I get so careless do we all exist
Daddy gave you all ever wanted
Daddy been gone I love you mama
Money ain't thing not a problem
Money was survival in the projects
If you listen, when I'm lifted, you might get it twisted
If you sippin, get evicted from these lying bullet
So lost in the liquor and I need a light for this blunt
Deep inside my mind, I'm might throw it all up
So high in the sky, but I'm watching from hell
I call bullsh**, so the future I can tell
I'm falling off my trip and world is getting clear
I look at the canvas and hope the bullsh** disappear
[Hook]
All my n***as they about trust
f** with us you might have duck
Sippin on ciroc till I lose touch
Smoking on tree like the son does
All my n***as They about trust
All these women got in me lust
All you ba*tards got me f**ed up
All you actors might touched up
All my n***as they about trust
f** with us you might have duck
Sippin on ciroc till I lose touch
Smoking on tree like the son does