[Verse 1]
Cash in my pocket, rain on my wrist
All this money still don't cover up the pain that exists
Standing in cold weather, I kept that flame on my hip
'Til I started chasing money, glad I came to my senses
Hit his block up from different ways, get a wig split
He got shot up and now he saved and he Christian
Wild ones, don't fuck with the gang, they don't listen
Loud guns, he unleash his rage with that big fifth
Just give them twenty thou', think they won't gun you down
Walk up and run you down, then smoke a fucking pound
We just some dirty n***as but we gettin' money now
Bro keep that thirty with him 'cause he need a bunch of rounds
Turn that switch on 'cause Washy love to hear that thunder sound
Made a diss song and now he rappin' from the fucking ground, worm food
When we get that lo' we get to spinnin' like a whirlpool
Mind your business, you ain't in this shit, it don't concern you
[Pre-Chorus]
156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach
He a target, don't care where he is, we still coming
He been heartless, he been tryna kill shit for nothing
[Chorus]
156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
I can't lie, I broke up wit' the streets and keep on runnin' back
All this bloodshed still could never get my brother back
Wipe my tears with a hundred racks
[Verse 2]
Dirty Sprite shared, I just had to pour me up some lean
Having nightmares, n***as tryna take me out my dreams
I stayed right there, post up with my Glizzy 17
And my type rare, I can't name a realer man than me
He got caught up on that block, now it's a repass
All he saw was Glock and heard that "fah", he better think fast
R.I.P. to Zach, I woke up thinking 'bout my wingman, uh
And Lil Roc scheming, why you think he got that ski mask?
[Pre-Chorus]
156 Hudson, I came up from hustlin'
Starvin', I ain't have no meal in my stomach
He a target, don't care where he is, we still coming
He been heartless, he been tryna kill shit for nothing
[Chorus]
156 Hudson, that's where I was thuggin' at
I can't lie, I broke up with the streets and keep on runnin' back
All this bloodshed still could never get my brother back
Wipe my tears with a hundred racks
