Boy get yo head out the skies
An dont slip up u get wet when i slide
I kno some n***as who ready to try
Them da same n***as who ready to die
He ain't ready to die x6

N***a between u and i
I be thinking bout i ian even gon lie
N***a dont get crucified , tryna portay a God when u kno that u not
Ua get kilt over pride , tryna build a fascade - watch yo shit spill out yo top
U be boosin a lot , we all in the same pot , pussy we see thru yo plot

U n***as be on the rappingest shit
100k stashed an sum cash in the whip
N***as talk like they be havin this shit
I think these n***as imagining shit

One shot thru yo armour to start armegeddon i feel like a farmer im milking this shit when i get to cause harm to a n***a my pleasure might diagnose me wit a illness an shit , fill up a clip wit hot peppers i pull up wit steppers no question sum steel finna hit , this n***a managed to get to the whip he still hit the ground
Im still finna blick
When he wake up he gon feel like a bitch
He gon realize he quit
He might be ashamed of the life that he lived , its real as it get
Dont ask for no smoke if u can't take a hit
If u can't take a hit
But please dont mind me im jus talkin my shit .. im jus talkin my shit
Uh , boy get yo head out the skies
An dont slip up u get wet when i slide
I kno some n***as who ready to try
Them da same n***as who ready to die
He ain't ready to die x6