Gangsta Of Prophecy - Xbox Opps Lyrics

Talkin' crazy on that Xbox If we catch him, ain't no respawn
Choppa change his soul he go meet God We need a refund
Got his foid, think he gangsta Back in school, was known for sports
Heard that nigga like to hoop we send some shots up at that court
They say, E you tryna be president Why you tryna orchestrate hits
I'd risk it all for any of my brothers Give no f*ck bout none of this shit
When I was a shorty, I knew Id be rappin' I wanted the fame, I was tryna be rich
Now that I'm older, I only make sure That nobody play me like I was a bitch
Put that on god, I can never be worried About a geechee that go by Rasheed
You say ten wasn't enough But Bryan and Nick would do it for free
You better just stick to plan 2k, lil' nigga, before you think about bein' in the streets
Its some killers out there lurkin' Want your head, that's bigger than me
I told Cam we can get on his ass But he lettin' it go, he way bigger than me
You got pipes, bitch we got pipes too Just hope, you can blow it quicker than me
He talk crazy on them apps But won't pop out by himself
40 died up off that perc Couldn't even cry for help
Once that call is made Know my killers ain't gon' play
You can get it ' too if, you f*ckin' with him Told him, save some shots for Jay
Please do not complain When them killers at your place
Geno did the same wolfin nigga ended up without a f*ckin' face
Talkin crazy on that Xbox If we catch him, ain't no respawn
Choppa change his soul, he call me God, we need a refund
Got his foid, think he gangsta Back in school, was known for sports
Heard that nigga like to hoop We send some shots up at that court
They say, E, you tryna be president Why you tryna orchestrate hits
I'd risk it all for any of my brothers Give no f*ck bout none of this shit
When I was a shorty, I knew Id be rappin' I wanted the fame, I was tryna be rich
Now that I'm older, I only make sure That nobody play me like I was a bitch