[Intro]
[?]
(On it)
(Movin' lowkey in my city, when I stand nd' when I slide)
[?]
(No they don't even talk to me)
(We're only fuckin' around here)

[Chorus]
Damn right, we gon' put them choppers on his ass
Fuck with my people, ain't no talkin'; catch him walkin' closed casket
We come from poverty, but honestly we never goin' back
She took my heart from me, but honestly I do not want it back
Honestly?
Ran up a bag nd' lost it, sure by now i'm conscious
Honestly?
Demons in my conscious, skeletons in my closet
Honestly?
I was so fucked up, I didn't have shit; just wanted to cope
But honestly?
I ran it up through the roof, so I [?]; that stick on side of me

[Verse 1]
Movin' lowkey in my city, windows tinted when I slide
I got OG, Bill, nd' Cameron
22 through 25
I was fucked up at my lowest, still had Abby on my side
Put my feelin's in my lyrics, it ain't hard to make it rhyme
I call with love and envy
No folks didn't see this in me
No a n***a turned snake for fifty
Thats why I stand point on the trenches
High five
He caught a op nd' he bent
Bah bah
Send him up top like a ceilin'
Losin' yo partner a terrible feelin'
Don't turn to a preacher, he turned into drillin'
[Chorus]
Damn right, we gon' put them choppers on his ass
Fuck with my people, ain't no talkin'; catch him walkin' closed casket
We come from poverty, but honestly we never goin' back
She took my heart from me, but honestly I do not want it back
Honestly?
Ran up a bag nd' lost it, sure by now i'm conscious
Honestly?
Demons in my conscious, skeletons in my closet
Honestly?
I was so fucked up, I didn't have shit; just wanted to cope
But honestly?
I ran it up through the roof, so I [?]; that stick on side of me

[Verse 2]
I [?] return, I got a favor to kick
We wake up pray, we don't go fed like we wasn't labelled to eat
Locked in a cell, you had one rag; I had to bathe with the shit
Tryina use the minutes up on her phone, I really stayed in the whip
Nd' put a tractor on the whole bandz
Where was you fo' four bandz
We didn't have no paper, we had to sell the game with no pens
She sucked the dick with both hands
Nd' I buy her [?]
Know about smoke, we ain't goin' broke when we still go spin
She still up the [?], nd' he got maced
Up time he servin'
I floor the post
He steady droppin' addresses like a virgin
[?] my dog, I care
I been buyin' more weapons, I don't know who tried that here
I just know Smithin Wessons
Honestlyyy
I got bros who got demons, I know they went to hell
Still tell they're momma they're in heaven
Honestly
Fucked around I ain't last year
You better have a magnum loser
357
Go left
[Chorus]
Damn right, we gon' put them choppers on his ass
Fuck with my people, ain't no talkin'; catch him walkin' closed casket
We come from poverty, but honestly we never goin' back
She took my heart from me, but honestly I do not want it back
Honestly?
Ran up a bag nd' lost it, sure by now i'm conscious
Honestly?
Demons in my conscious, skeletons in my closet
Honestly?
I was so fucked up, I didn't have shit; just wanted to cope
But honestly?
I ran it up through the roof, so I [?]; that stick on side of me

[Outro]
(That stick on side of me)
(My man)
(I still need)