Til We Find Them

I came from poverty, still stay the best, Tote that frrr through the night time, movin' like a vampire Try Step on me, gon' blow just like a landmine That nigga ain't have his fire, guess I caught him in a bad time When we left the scene, he had no brain But we at your door with it, Yeah, we found out where you live, mane I heard your bitch was givin' you some good brains She on my line right now, let's see if she gon do the same Shawty she a gold digger And I know she know I ball right, Might give her a couple hundred, just to get her suck it all night, We fuckin' from the night to the mornin' I got on off white, Gave me her phone, told me record it Oh, yeah, I'm all in, All my niggas, they slidin' We ain't stoppin' no violence, All my niggas got Glocks We in the streets, I ain't tryin' to stop no beef, Till we find them Aw that's that gas u sell, yo shit ain't all it's well Shots off he fell, I find you home, I'm raisin' hell We leavin' shell, And she know I'm a rapper slayer I might just go see him while he recordin' Wait till it's done, whip out my steel and put it on him You said that girl so fine, right Boy, you got that iron, right Nigga, you better be worried about your life, Cause you might die tonight Yeah, you know my time, right? Shoot that frrt, we outta sight I got so much diamonds on me, bitch, won't f*ck me all night Cause Shawty tryna take off my clothes, and I got packs on me When I pulled up to my show, I had racks on me And that's alright, I don't speak no cabbage facts only You know it's beef forever, behind, them boys and niggas and it go so deep Shawty, she a gold digger, and I know she know I ball right I might give her a couple hundred, just to get her suck it all night We fuckin' from the night to the morning, I got on off white Gave me her phone, told me, Record it, oh, yeah, I'm all in All my niggas, they slidin', We ain't stoppin' no violence All my niggas got Glocks, we in the streets I ain't tryna stop no beef, till we find him He got a lil' glock, I got a whole tech (frrt frrt frrt) Shots off, nigga, we hit his whole neck I just sprayed Ralph 50, he ain't even up his pole yet Paul Bearer, I'm runnin' with grave diggers, they already know that Shawty, she a gold digger, and I know she know I ball right I might give her a couple hundred, just to get her suck it all night We fuckin' from the night to the morning, I got on off white Gave me her phone, told me, Record it, oh, yeah, I'm all in All my niggas, they slidin', We ain't stoppin' no violence All my niggas got Glocks, we in the streets I ain't tryna stop no beef, till we find him