[Intro]
Yo man, R.I.P Ghost, R.I.P Jobz, R.I.P Shylock

[Verse 1: YSL Reggie]
I thought you knew my shooters never fucking miss
I was chillin' B-side smoking gas by the zips
My diamonds really drippy cost my wrist 100 chips
And my team balling hard like we play for the knicks
Man this shit was meant to be
Sitting in the sun was fucking with me mentally
Roll up the gas
Pour a cup of Hennessy
Stay strong never let my demon’s get to me

[Chorus: YSL Reggie]
Free my dawgs out the box, got the streets on locks
We was really hitting licks till' a n***a got knocked
Double R that’s my gang, those my guys, that’s my block
Had a dream one day, I put them rocks in my watch
And until I reach the top, no, I’m never gonna stop
I’m tired of seeing shooters and these bodies getting dropped
Why you flexing on the Gram' tryna be somethin' that you not?
N***as really 'gang, gang' till they knocked or get shot

[Verse 2: YSL Reggie]
Got some n***as in the streets and they gon' die for me
And my shordy on my line said she gon' ride for me
My mamma see me in them cuffs and yeah, she cry for me
And I can’t ever let no n***a take my pride from me
And now I’m cool bout' this gang gang shit
You gon' end up in a cell or in a ditch
And your day one homie might have snitched
You in a cell and he fucking on your bitch

[Chorus: YSL Reggie]
Free my dawgs out the box, got the streets on locks
We was really hitting licks till' a n***a got knocked
Double R that’s my gang, those my guys, that’s my block
Had a dream one day, I put them rocks in my watch
And until I reach the top, no, I’m never gonna stop
I’m tired of seeing shooters and these bodies getting dropped
Why you flexing on the Gram' tryna be somethin' that you not?
N***as really 'gang, gang' till they knocked or get shot

[Verse 3: Toka Dinero]
N***as really 'gang, gang' till a n***a get shot
You can’t hang around the gang if you bee fucking wit' the opps
I was down on my dick, now I’m grinding to the top
I won’t stop till I see my fucking hoyo out the block
They know that a n***a next and shit they plan on stoppin' me
My n***as moving things, tryna make it out from poverty
I remember days on the block, the feds was watching me
Now I keep a glizzy on em' all, cause n***as plot on me
And I got shooters that's gon' shoot if I say so
Metro on the strip, I can’t do a fucking payroll
My homie caught a warrant, so I had to tell him, "lay low"
Had to spend some weeks OT to touch a bankroll
And you know I’m gon' ride for my n***as
Fuck a courthouse imma lie for my n***as
I remember days I had to slide for some n***as
You play around you know, you gon' die for a n***a

[Verse 4: FTG Metro]
If you really want that smoke then, n***a why you coughin'?
I got a couple n***as that’ll put you in a coffin
My hitters be in the field, like they play for Dolphins
I got my bitch in Gucci, now my main bitch flossin'
I wanna go and get it, gotta get it wit' my guys
I done seen way too many mom's cry
From homicide to homicides to homicide
I’m traumatized, traumatized, traumatized
Lost my brother to the streets man, it was really killing me
Got it with that heat, so, now I keep that thing on me
If a n***a want smoke, send his ass to the cemetery
I ain’t even trippin', got D-Money right next to me
If a n***a want a problem, imma have to solve em'
If a n***a wants problems, imma bring the volver's
If he didn't want trauma, why you involve us?
You gotta die, gotta die, gotta die
Cause we gon' slide, we gon' slide, we gon' slide
Yeah, you gon' have to die, yeah, ay, ay

[Interlude: FTG Metro]
Die, hm, you gon' have to die, yeah
You gon' have to die

[Chorus: YSL Reggie]
Free my dawgs out the box, got the streets on locks
We was really hitting licks, till' a n***a got knocked
Double R that’s my gang, those my guys, that’s my block
Had a dream one day, I put them rocks in my watch
And until I reach the top, no, I’m never gonna stop
I’m tired of seeing shooters and these bodies getting dropped
Why you flexing on the Gram' tryna be somethin' that you not?
N***as really 'gang, gang' till they knocked or get shot