[Intro]
(Tuned up)
(Oh Lord, jetson made another one)

[Chorus]
I can feel 'em watchin', uh, yeah, I know they watchin' me
I ain't never stoppin', uh, gotta keep my Glock with me
I'm a go-getter, uh, I'm a cold n***a, uh
I done met the villains, uh, still be with the killers, uh
I'm a real n***a, uh, I'm a field n***a, uh
And we killin' killers, uh, n***a, deal with it, uh
Hearin' n***as bitches, uh, gotta keep my head in it
And I ride with it, uh, I could've died with it, uh
N***a, I'm still in it, uh, n***a, we still spinnin', uh
He put his heart into bitches, uh, I put my heart in the Glizzy Mob
I turned a twenty to fifty, uh
This how I did it, I'm gifted, uh
I used to go out and steal, uh
Whеn I wasn't goin' on missions, uh
These n***as broke, skinny, uh
Micro Drac', mini, uh
Think I ain't killin', tеmpt me, uh
I sip a fifth of that Henny, uh
N***a, I'm gettin' litty, uh
Still'll go sell me a Diddy, uh
I got a bitch who was Muslim, yeah
She got me readin' religions, uh
[Verse]
I heard he fucked up a sack and he never got in position again
Make him the lick and I'm reelin' him in
I know the feeling of killing a man
I made a way when I stuck to the plan
I never thought I'd double again
I heard my main bitch got a new man
It wasn't nothin' to fuck her again
N***a, I'm eatin', feastin', uh
Know he gon' die if he play with the reaper
Talk to the streets, gotta show 'em you mean it
I put a whole twenty-two in a nina
Who ever knew I'd ever be major?
I'm gettin' up off stackin' the savings
Selling some shit like it come from the '80s
I know the n***as that's whippin' up babies
Can't look in my eyes, I'm fried
That's why I'm wearin' some dark shades
I got a pistol, it's Glock made
I'm probably playin' a block a day
I'm probably playin' a block a day
Put her on somethin', I'ma make sure it's finer
Way too old to be fuckin' a minor
I don't let young bitches get in my lineup
We still come if he hidin' in China
I had to show it ain't hard to find 'em
Can't be with me if you ain't no rider
Only with n***as who eager and slide
I'm still geekin' to get out the ride
Capo, I'm spinnin' until I got tired
I'm with the mob, you know I got ties
OG still penitentialized
I don't say shit when I'm with my guys, uh
Run up, you know I'ma fire, uh
Opps found out I got hit in my head
And all of 'em wished that I died
N***a, I'm back, uh
Sit down, n***a, relax
I'm still pinnin' bitches on they back
I'ma lay low and just run up the racks
N***a, I gotta go get me a 'Lac
[Chorus]
I ain't never stoppin', uh, gotta keep my Glock with me
I'm a go-getter, uh, I'm a cold n***a, uh
I done met the villains, uh, still be with the killers, uh
I'm a real n***a, uh, I'm a field n***a, uh
And we killin' killers, uh, n***a, deal with it, uh
Hearin' n***as bitches, uh, gotta keep my head in it
And I ride with it, uh, I could've died with it, uh
N***a, I'm still in it, uh, n***a, we still spinnin', uh
He put his heart into bitches, uh, I put my heart in the Glizzy Mob
I turned a twenty to fifty, uh
This how I did it, I'm gifted, uh
I used to go out and steal, uh
When I wasn't goin' on missions, uh
These n***as broke, skinny, uh
Micro Drac', mini, uh
Think I ain't killin', tempt me, uh
I sip a fifth of that Henny, uh
N***a, I'm gettin' litty, uh
Still'll go sell me a Diddy, uh
I got a bitch who was Muslim, yeah
She got me readin' religions