[Intro]
(Ayy, Heavy, turn the beat up, though)
Wavy

[Verse]
Imagine gettin' woke up out your sleep
And your brother look you in your eyes and tell you that your dawg gone (What?)
But you in disbelief and you ain't tryna hear it
'Cause your last phone call was you hittin' up your dawg phone
And all the funeral homes on the opp side
So when I bury my lil' n***as, yeah, I gotta keep that banger on me
I'm from Brown Sub, that's in Dade County
Liberty City, but you know a n***a keep that Texas Ranger on me
Where I'm from, jits gettin' direct fouled
Duke twenty-one, but just took a plea for a thirty-piece
Them crackers had to get in my n***a's head
'Cause they got him up the road and they ain't never find a dirty piece
I talk to my lil' n***a every day
I don't much know what to say, I just tell him hold his head up
I know my n***a Pee can see it in my eyes
Yeah, I'm out here sweatin' flies, but I'm tryna get my bread up
Ayy, next n***a play gettin' fucked up
Applyin' all pressure 'fore a n***a take it easy on 'em
I ain't even gotta slide, I'ma sit back in the ride
I'ma make a call and put my n***a Meezy on 'em
They ran down on Cam, they done smacked my n***a Ham
I gotta smoke one, I swear a n***a traumatized
A n***a know that I'm a target, so I gotta move smooth
Fuck I look like cruisin' in my mama ride? (Nah)
The opps had a show the other day
We was standin' outside, we saw 'em comin', we just kept vibin'
I'm T'd up, I'm tryna get into some shit
They ain't on the time I'm on, I swear them pussy n***as kept ridin'
I done lost Mad Max to this shit
Lost Big D, Sheik, and Chad to this shit
You know I invested everything I had to this shit
No more losses, now it's time to add a bag to this shit
I done lost Mad Max to this shit
Lost Big D, Sheik, and Chad to this shit
You know I invested everything I had to this shit
No more losses, now it's time to add a bag to this shit