[Intro: Duffy]
N***a (Sol at, where the sol at?)
We know the truth (Sheesh, Jon)
Shit

[Chorus: Duffy]
N***as back bitin', I don't get it
I can't make no promise that you safe if you be with him (Shit)
I'm finna rock out, heavy metal, Jimi Hendrix
Changin' for the better, they gon' say I'm actin' different
They wanna see me in a body bag or up in prison
Oh, you tryna get some uchies? Pay attention
N***as need to get that dick ridin' out they system
I'm in the field, make it out the only mission

[Verse 1: Duffy]
Got it Off the Mussle, I ain't kiddin'
I got my fire, so go ahead and burn your bridges
Swear my life is like a movie, it ain't scripted
Audеmar Piguet, yeah, I'm thinkin' we should risk it (Shit)
Wе gon' keep the truth alive, n***as know
Do or die when it's smoke, n***as know
If it's one thing for sure, stick pokin' at my shows
Where the beef at? Get a n***a ordered up to-go
N***as know, Stinc Team been gettin' dough
Finna take ma shoppin', Glock on me in the store
Been had, been had, been ridin' 'round with pole
I want it all, God know this life is what I chose
Long live the Ruler, n***as know we out here trippin'
I ain't fuckin' with these n***as, I be chasin' chicken
N***as' last place, Off the Mussle winnin'
Them n***as you might really think be gang and be pretendin'
[Chorus: Duffy & Blue Pesos]
N***as back bitin', I don't get it
I can't make no promise that you safe if you be with him
I'm finna rock out, heavy metal, Jimi Hendrix
Changin' for the better, they gon' say I'm actin' different
They wanna see me in a body bag or up in prison (Shit)
Oh, you tryna get some uchies? Pay attention (Pay attention)
N***as need to get that dick ridin' out they system (You know the truth)
I'm in the field, make it out the only mission

[Verse 2: Blue Pesos]
N***as back bitin', I got Pippy
I say easy thirty-three for any backstabs or sneak dissers
He wasn't thuggin' on the block, he can't hang with us
You can go, the door open, like I promise I don't need bitches
In the light or the dark, watch the piece glisten
It's hittin', all the bitches want a piece of me
Priceless diamonds, foreigns, designer weapons
He with his buddy, I'm shootin' with more officials
Always window shoppin', n***a couldn't even afford to get it
Shit bagged him, left his ass slumped in the porta-potty
Don't ask about my jewelry, you can't even afford Rami
The grim reaper here, I'm snatchin' the soul out him
Who tryna beef? These n***as is nobodies
Straight bitches, I swear, that's on my mama
Don't come around with no hustle or no job
This shit forever, bitch, long live the Don
This ain't for kids, stay in the house, matter fact, call your mom
I'll slap your big homie, matter fact, bring your dad too
It's two cents to get a n***a chipped like who asked you?
N***as know the truth about the Team, keep it a hundiddy, bitch
[Chorus: Duffy]
N***as back bitin', I don't get it
I can't make no promise that you safe if you be with him
I'm finna rock out, heavy metal, Jimi Hendrix
Changin' for the better, they gon' say I'm actin' different
They wanna see me in a body bag or up in prison
Oh, you tryna get some uchies? Pay attention
N***as need to get that dick ridin' out they system
I'm in the field, make it out the only mission

[Outro]
(Sheesh, Jon)