[Chrous]
Gangs racks, tryna keep our money right
Gangs racks, tryna keep our money right
Gangs racks, tryna keep our money right
Everything be half, half
I just keep the one as my

[Verse 1 ]
Oh God, I'm not a [?] man, I'm a fun guy
Come with life, science from my downtime, downright
Every line of chemtrail, the influence
Long before they inhale
Our sedition ruined, I don't get stale
Pasted, they say I steady handle on the lantern
Relief hangin' like a carrot on a angler
This grown man's work, I'm bout to close the motherfuckin' pit like a sandworm, It can'́t hurt
Why is it always at turn, this reocurring cancer
DEADMEN crazy, wе gon' turn them stanzas, standard
Soldered in that fucking panorama but our [?]
I don't got nothing for thеse chanders

[Chorus]
Gangs racks, tryna keep our money right
Everything be half, half
I just keep the one as my
Fucking right, I won't show it, I'm loving my shit
I'm the fucking guy, keep a fucking gun
Gangs racks, tryna keep our money right
Everything be half half
I just keep the one as my
Fucking right, I won't show it, I'm loving my shit
I'm the fucking guy, keep a fucking gun
[Verse 2]
He was a random, where we from like what's your subpicture? (Where you be at?)
Oh, they said cuz sent you, alright I'mma fuck with you
They must had enough of you
I ain't here beginning, shit, super ego coming through
Pussy, I don't live to please, stuck in them intricacies
Can't trick or trigger me, I itch the piece
Kickin' like I hit the spot, y'all say basic shit to me
And knock a bitch for clout, told bro make that pick or leave
Modern me might pick it out, nowadays
Why the roof look like a wall? With a door?
Baby why you asking why I called? Bitch, I'm bored
Told Bro you don't worship God, it's a story (Bro, I'm sorry)
Act like you been through it all, okay sure (Okay sure)
Must be born to take that fall, thank you, Lord
Why don't you forsake me more?
Why this life was made a chore?
Feel like all that's taking form
Since I'm born, I'm so torn, feel like scorn
[?]

[Chorus]
Gangs racks, tryna keep our money right
Everything be half half
I just keep the one as my
Fucking right, I won't show it, I'm loving my shit
I'm the fucking guy, keep a fucking gun
Gangs racks, tryna keep our money right
Everything be half, half
I just keep the one as my
Fucking right, I won't show it, I'm loving my shit
I'm the fucking guy, keep a fucking gun