They tell me that they got my back like I can't no
This my heart, the coldest That's the main reason why I wrote this
I've been upstrike cause I was ill But driving in slow motion
Need some potions, it's 2015 while I've been broken
Tell me slow down, but I can't so I keep stroking Tell me slow down, but I can't so I keep stroking
I don't know why I was ill, but I know that I'm chosen
Mama told me I'm gon' make it, I ain't getting on me
Gun on my side, finna blow it, ain't gon' play that
Coming off the roof, if I got drake that time, I'll spray that
Died on that mission, he got hit up with the J-fap
Dissing on my side, we pull up clappin
Know that shit be mismatched, wrap him up, no gift wrap
Put him in the gift bag and ship me where his bitch at
I'ma f*ck up my lil' shit with a lil' cat
I ain't on a lil' cat, ain't dead, man, ain't dead wrong
Nigga dead wrong, laying dead with headstones
I got four-five on me, ramblin' at his door
Mama told me stop it, but I'm back in the hood
And my back against the road, and my back against the wall
I cannot fall, I stand tall, I'm gang, I'm missing
Told my mom I'm gon' make it, I'm doing the way I'm living
And they know that I got a vision, I ain't nothing, yeah
I'm gone, maybe till I'm gone
Pray for better days, time to live better
Get shit off the top, and we gone ride it
I'm the only gang, got the gang that'll write it
I'm your first to write it, I'm your first to light it
Want some smoke, we light it up
Want some smoke, we light it up
Want some smoke, we light it up
Want some smoke, we light it up
Want some smoke, we light it up
Want some smoke, we light it up
We light it, we gone, oh-oh
We light it, we gone, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah