9mm

Yeah Aye Aye Look Aye I was gone let the beat marinate because it sound nice But f*ck that shit Ima hop on this bitch nigga because I rap tight I don't give a f*ck about you or your little crew The only thing they'll find When they looking for you and yo dead body Is niggas with laser beams and flashlights Nigga They'll beat your ass with a bagpipe My nigga ant He in the cell And he want his cell But its better than being in hell Well why you say that rell Because man he don't got life I told him when he get out he just need to act right Stay down for your girl Man Up Get your cash right I still be having them dreams and nightmares That the jack boys gone take my neck off at the red light Civilized niggas we don't never argue And f*ck the price tag The cost Because we don't ever bargain My nigga in the cell heard that my pockets was cheesy So I sent him some bread to let him know that we both eating Eastside eastside eastside eastside What up Eastside Yeah Went from a jet to a check Smoking weed no stress Team full court press Polyester on my chest Got me feeling like the man Y'all don't know y'alls threads Yeah im bring all these waves cause its water that I tread Got a nigga in the state yard A nigga in the feds Told my niggas hold they head Why you think im building all this business When they get home to have jobs to feed the little ones A dutch filled with sticky make all my problems invincible Selling out the reggie ounce Back when we would penny pinch Fucked off them fazos duck the laws we had to hit the fence 5 for 20 dvds back when I was nigga rich Barney was the last funereal I ever shed a tear This a circuit race you got to learn how to switch your gears Twisted many cigarillos tryna save a little weed J dawg hogging down the lane in a old caprice Back when we first started the tfb Yeah