[Chorus]
I got all this money comin' in, this shit gon' save ya soul
Bad cash, bad shooters, we can't pay for help
Spun his block, heard his homie screamin', "Save yourself"
Double back just to make sure that the pain is felt
No games to play, a couple n***as changed, oh well
Should've knew that it was comin', n***as lame as hell
Close my heart, I'm just dealin' with the pain myself
Couple shooters, but I'd rather deal with things myself

[Verse]
That's yo' problem with yo' block
Yeah, you got shooters, they got no aim
How you miss a shot on yo' opp and you got close range?
We just took a block, a hunnid shots and told 'em, "No change"
Whole team ballin', we ain't never seen a closed case
No shame, I came a long way, sellin' cocaine
Shots fired, my mama call me, "Are you okay?"
Man down, just lost another homie the other day
Can only imagine what his mother said
Traumatized from bein' in these streets
Bullets flyin', n***as dyin', screamin', "Rest in peace"
Even had one of my homies die right next to me
Don't wait 'til a n***a dead to come check on me, check on me

[Chorus]
All this money comin' in, this shit gon' save ya soul
Bad money, bad shooters, I can't pay for help
Bought a Glockie with a laser, but don't think that I'ma chase ya
If you runnin', I'ma tag ya boy, you played yourself
All this money comin' in, this shit gon' save ya soul
Bad money, bad shooters, I can't pay for help
Bought a Glockie with a laser, but don't think that I'ma chase ya
If you runnin', I'ma tag ya boy, you played yourself
Played yourself (Played yourself), played yourself (Played yourself)