[Intro: Enphamus]
On sight mean it's on sight, I ain't talkin' 'bout the internet
Look into the mirror and you see bitch, it's just time to reflect
I kept losin' sleep because I shot 'em but ain't finished that
Pull the plug before that life support so [?]

[Chorus: Enphamus]
Uh, I'm still doin' that same shit that got me on
Spinned through Neverland, he know he fucked when he at home alone
I'm like Michael J, I do whatever for that blood and bone
I know how it feel to plot on beef, leave out and [?] a home
I hold up my arms and get to wavin' like a sing-a-long
Feel like Birdman, walkin' wit' my arms out like this [?]
Broke bitch must be layin' on the John 'cause she ain't [?]
Blocka bullets rock 'em in his chest, it smell like my cologne
N***as bluffin', Curtis Snow

[Verse:]
64 shots up in this drac', it gon' be Eazy-E
And B, I got iron like Wizard Kelly, he ain't seein' me
All my real trappers grab yo' scale, come shake the tree wit' me
Definition of a gangster, bitch, just keep a G wit' me
Chill out for the cancer, stay inside if you afraid of smoke
Got off wit' my [?] who shoot first, don't matter what you tote
Triple K, I crossed enough you n***as just to show the rope
Stand up guy, man, since my brother died, I barely made a joke
Fuck be wrong wit' n***as? Think I'm 'posed to feed 'em, ain't yo' daddy
Fuck be wrong wit' bitches? I'm through showin' love, like who yo' caddy?
She just want text, [?] opps that fucked her in the alley
Never felt no fear, pray I'm not the evil [?]
[Chorus: Enphamus]
I'm still doin' that same shit that got me on
Spinned through Neverland, he know he fucked when he at home alone
I'm like Michael J, I do whatever for that blood and bone
I know how it feel to plot on beef, leave out and [?] a home
I hold up my arms and get to wavin' like a sing-a-long
Feel like Birdman, walkin' wit' my arms out like this [?]
Broke bitch must be layin' on the John 'cause she ain't [?]
Blocka bullets rock 'em in his chest, it smell like my cologne
N***as bluffin', Curtis Snow

[Verse 2:]
Must admit, I done fucked a few fans just to test the water
One was in the A, one in New York, bitch, who was out in Florida
I'm on the E-way wit' MPA, clip hold my GPA
3-point-0 today, these 30 shots enough to mutilate
'Yo face and take it off, put it in this 16 [?]
Yeah, I took a loss
You gotta' pay that cost to be a boss
Knew I was a freak, I took a pic in crisscross apple sauce
My dick been so bougie, my first love can get my shit off soft
Come and suck this dick, I know you stressin' boo
I may pay a bill or two, you show me what that neck can do
Gang, we known for havin' hella shots like we can heal the flu
I ain't tryna fuck if I can't film it, gotta' put on my Trues
[Chorus: Enphamus]
I'm still doin' that same shit that got me on
Spinned through Neverland, he know he fucked when he at home alone
I'm like Michael J, I do whatever for that blood and bone
I know how it feel to plot on beef, leave out and [?] a home
I hold up my arms and get to wavin' like a sing-a-long
Feel like Birdman, walkin' wit' my arms out like this [?]
Broke bitch must be layin' on the John 'cause she ain't [?]
Blocka bullets rock 'em in his chest, it smell like my cologne
N***as bluffin', Curtis Snow

[Verse 3: Quez2rr]
Still in the streets just clappin' heat 'cause I ain't blow yet
Extortion pay the fees, if he ain't pay, can't do no show yet
All that reachin' for my chain, beef, I got aim, leave him wit' no neck
A van 'bout 50 thou', but we got bowls so we gon' blow that
No Curtis Snow, leg lock a ho, feel like I'm Kurt Angle
Christmas over, Ben got red and green, look like a Power Ranger
And my youngin's off that booze, they trained to shoot when they can sense danger
And bro'nem was dork and he play sports, now he a gangbanger
N***as steppin', tear yo' block down like a switchblade
Betta' call a ambulance, these 5.56, he need a first aid
And my teacher used to bribe me, eat this dick when I get good grades
N***a know we spin for free, we tear up trees if he gon' throw shade

[Chorus: Enphamus]
I'm still doin' that same shit that got me on
Spinned through Neverland, he know he fucked when he at home alone
I'm like Michael J, I do whatever for that blood and bone
I know how it feel to plot on beef, leave out and [?] a home
I hold up my arms and get to wavin' like a sing-a-long
Feel like Birdman, walkin' wit' my arms out like this [?]
Broke bitch must be layin' on the John 'cause she ain't [?]
Blocka bullets rock 'em in his chest, it smell like my cologne
N***as bluffin', Curtis Snow