Yuh
I shot him I shot him I did it
I killed him dead then I put on my fit it
Then walked around like I ain’t know who did it and tried to play stupid
When n***as paid visits
But I am not me
N***a I’m you
Left my brother bleeding out with no shoes
He ain’t get to choose
He ain’t get to prove
Now you walking round thinking shit is all cool but i’m coming for you
Oh you get mad when I do what you do, aye
Oh you don’t like it when I’m shootin shit too
You ain’t think about that when you fucked with my crew
So it’s a murder part 2 aye aye aye
I poured my heart out when I was grieving over my mans
You wouldn’t understand but I’m gone make you understand aye
Got a grip aye
On my hip
Let off shots them bullets rip
You pussy bitch
Who you fuck with
You did this shit
I won’t forget
Aye
You talk about killin n***as but ain’t kill me
Only bout it when it’s one on three
Y’all some bitch n***as come find me
You know where I be
I’m at the brib n***a come through
Real slob you know what I do
I’m finna bake a cake for ya drive through aye
N***a a fraud he ain’t really on shit
N***as be chatting knowing they a bitch
I gotta K for that n***a I’m pulling that trigger if he ever try shit
Cause he tried my mans and now aye
We gotta man down
I’d be a dead clown if I fucked around, if I fucked around
And I ain’t no clown so when I pull up watch
Ima spin his, we gone spin ya block you gon hear that Bow, Issa Glock
And we know you federal we know you tellin em so we gone have to get up
Uh, outta there
We gone have to get up outta there
Cause after that bratt
You know I gotta watch my back
Yeah
Tell me one more time why you FUCK n***as think
It’s cool to be runnin round actin a fool
Doin shit you wasn’t meant to do
Cause we gang shit no lame shit
Well now this choppa’s for your face bitch
Might kill you dead leave you in that ditch
Blood stains on the pavement
You fucked with the wrong n***a
I can’t fuck with ya
If I see you know it’s on sight
Won’t forget my mans
Had so many plans
No tears left to cry uh eh
No tears left to cry eh, mm, mm, uh, cry, mmm
Cry for what
Just size em up
Fight for my blood aye ugh
Said ain’t gotta cry for nun
Size em up
Fight for my Blood
You talk about killin n***as but can’t kill me
Only bout it when it’s one on three
Y’all some bitch n***as come find me
You know where I be
I’m at the brib n***a come through
You killed my brother thought that shit was cool
I’m at the brib so n***a come through