[Intro]
Damn, Dior, this shit crazy
Yeah

[Chorus]
I feel sorry for your soul if you reach for my necklace, yeah
Ridin' round with that chainsaw while I'm in Texas, yeah
Big on loyalty, got n***as I won't play 'bout
Tied into the game, it ain't no way out
If I go back broke, then I'ma run it up again
Murder that she wrote and then I went and took the pen
We gon' knock ya n***a down if we never see ya
Thought I made it out the streets, I fell a lil' deeper
Fucked the same bitches as Meek, watch a n***a count a mil' up
They hate I'm still here, I watched them n***as go buy earplugs
But it's still love

[Verse 1]
Ayy, they play, we gon' suit up likе the motherfuckin' presidеnt
It was me and Joe talkin' 'bout shit I couldn't buy 'den
I'm that n***a that they thought I woulda never been, free Ten Woah
N***a, it's death behind this jewelry and my diamonds

[Refrain]
You servin' raw, you seen it all
Fentanyl, get it off
Rest in peace Trey Baby, I heard they killed him in his house
So I got so many guns up in the couch
See the blood on that money that I'm countin'
Before you bury me, gotta kill me in your town
Choppa Beyoncé, I just love how that bitch sound
Watch out for opps as I hold ghetto down
[Chorus]
I feel sorry for your soul if you reach for my necklace, yeah
Ridin' round with that chainsaw while I'm in Texas, yeah
Big on loyalty, got n***as I won't play 'bout
Tied into the game, it ain't no way out
If I go back broke, then I'ma run it up again
Murder that she wrote and then I went and took the pen
We gon' knock ya n***a down if we never see ya
Thought I made it out the streets, I fell a lil' deeper
Fucked the same bitches as Meek, watch a n***a count a mil' up
They hate I'm still here, I watched them n***as go buy earplugs
But it's still love

[Verse 2]
Have they ever told you good times don't last?
I got n***as in the pen like a wrestling match
My lungs and my right foot, they both on gas
If I could, I'd buy you Rollies every time you ask
I buy Pateks for your times, I bought you Rollies
I buy baguettes for your time, I buy you APs
Won't let 'em grave me
A n***a still on top the game like I'm tracin' this shit
A n***a still on top the game like McGrady and shit
She right back fuckin' in front of your wake, these n***as dyin' for bitches
Committin' sins and we can't count how many times we did it
Momma, your child alright, this my destiny
I be wantin' trust them n***as but I can't tho
Like a Dodge, I'll be here when the rain go
They tellin' me to go back to my old flow
But I can't tho, I guess that pain show
I guess that pain show, I guess that pain show, I guess that pain
I guess that pain show, I guess that pain show, I guess that pain
Remember dreamin' 'bout them presidents
Me and Lil Joe talkin' 'bout shit we couldn't buy 'den
Just like New York, my heart is giant
Just don't through away the truth like Eli Manning
[Refrain]
You servin' raw, you seen it all
Fentanyl, get it off
Rest in peace Trey Baby, I heard they killed him in his house
So I got so many guns up in the couch
See the blood on that money that I'm countin'
Before you bury me, gotta kill me in your town

[Outro]
You servin' raw, you seen it all
Fentanyl, get it off
You servin' raw, you seen it all
Fentanyl, get it off
You servin' raw, you seen it all
Fentanyl, get it off