Verse 1
Just another young hustla from the gutta
Wife beater and bu*tas, out here gettin it from the winter to summer
And dont mind me, im just a product of the DMV
DC, PG thats me
You either go around or you bound to come back
And if you come back wrong then you bound to get smacked
What's the lesson in that, always come correct
Live and direct, you gotta show some respect
Always rep for your set, even when you get on
And the ones who disrespected you are the ones you sh** on
You let your family know that you're the one that they can depend on
Now when its time to celebrate pop a bottle a chaun don
Just a few values, taught by the OGs
Back by popular demand, if you ask me
f** the police, im not talkin about the good cops
I guarantee you, you gonna feel me when the muthaf**in hook drops
Hook
Keep slaying, I keep slaying
I keep slaying, stop playing with my emotions
Stop playing with my emotions
Now we dont like to get our hands dirty but we will
We just doing what we gotta do
We dont like the fact our tags dirty when we ride behind the wheel
We just moving how we gotta move
Verse 2
f** em, f** em all, Screaming f** em all
The 38 by my side, im tempted to get em all
Whats going on in my head, all i need is the bread
Before i go to the fed, ill fill your chest up with led
Thats the way i was raised, where the shooter get praised
Only way i was making music or making plays
I could do both, ya boy was cooler than lemonade
They all knew my rep, so all them n***as been afraid
Somethin like a renegade, Eminem and a Jay
I could do this everyday, all day, weekend or weekday
I never played on the bench anyday
So serious i mean that in every way
Remember when i had that girl who love tangaray
She tried to set me up, we never seen that girl another day
The lesson i held true til this day
Never trust the rollas around my way
Hook
Keep slaying, I keep slaying
I keep slaying, stop playing with my emotions
Stop playing with my emotions
Now we dont like to get our hands dirty but we will
We just doing what we gotta do
We dont like the fact our tags dirty when we ride behind the wheel
We just moving how we gotta move