Blood On Jeans

Blood on my hand, walk up, post up, white force, and I got a lil' blood on my jeans Ksubi on me, got a knot in each one of them pockets, you know I keep hundreds on me Momma keep prayin', she prayin' for me I'm not a victim, influence the beef I ride with a 24 Glocky, on me, send shot tupac, five times for the street, on God Five times for the street, I am a ghetto boy, call me elite, ima hustle and hustle, I do it for me Hundreds and hundreds, put moms on the bleach, you totin that Glock better blow dont freeze High speed chase, I'm an eagle with birds, you said what you said, now I'm lettin' off first Box on the Glock, five times, bitch, burst, binary trigger, stuffed in every G Too many close friends took over my love, I'm fiendin', uh, shoot shit with no ease Personally, me, I got loyalty, n***a, I was still givin' when I was down, bitter First time in that cell, I got booked with my n***a, forever locked in, I won't never change on em, I'm not at all, uh, at all, uh I won't never change, uh, you call, I'm comin' whenever, uh, new Glock, I'm ballin' whenever, uh Post on that Block n we ballin', my brothers with me n we ballin', uh, uh N****s don't know how we creep, uh, n****s don't know how we creep If I sign a deal, I break off to my mother, forget my blood brother, invest in my kids, Young n***a he tried to be somethin' real, criticized the n***a, now he in the field Don't come around me thinkin' you my brother from another mother, tell me how it is And don't come around me tryin' to do a drill, these n****s undercover, I done seen this shit on God One, two, three, four, f*ck what's got me in my groove On God One, two, three, four, choppa on me On God On God Undercover, yeah, uh-huh, I done seen this shit before, uh-huh Blood on my hand, walk up, post up, white force, and I got a lil' blood on my jeans Ksubi on me, got a knot in each one of them pockets, and you know I keep hunnids on me Mama keep prayin', she prayin' for me, I'm not a victim, influence the beef I ride with a .24 Glocky on me, send shot Tupac five times for the street On God On God I am a ghetto boy, call me elite, hustle and hustle, I do it for me Hunnids and hunnids, put my arms in the bleach, you totin that Glock better blow, don't freeze Don't freeze You totin that Glock don't freeze Uh, uh, don't freeze Uh, uh, uh Box on a Glock, five times, bitch, burst Binary trigger, stuffed in there a G Too many close friends took over my love, I'm fiendin', uh, Shoot shit with no ease, personally, me, I got loyalty, n***a I was still givin when I was down bitter, first time in a cell, I got booked with my n***a Forever locked in, I won't never change on em