[Verse]
‘Member all the killers i done dapped on
Said i had to grow a motha fuckin back bone
We was horseback in the hyundais
Bow and arrow i was tryna take a n***a throne
Harlots if you harder and it
Moved me
When you catch me with a shoota
What do you see
Visions of my hands on a no name
Daydreamin nightmares on my old fame
Sirens go off in the night when
I slide
Cause them sirens got music that’s doin
Me right
Libidinous bitches, many matricides
Father said
That he hope that im pickin em right

[Chorus]
They gave the kid
A hand in love
A handful of
The things he loves
Thе libra scale
Like arguments
Thе things he said
He never meant
[Outro]
Word to my exes and oldheads
Bitches on my celly ain’t a thing like showbiz