[Intro]
Ayy, I'm back on that '07 shit, you hear me?
I think I'm the only n***a that can turn opps to fans, you hear me?
Free Nine

[Verse]
Me and Nuski swagged up in grad school (Let's get it)
Remember when the homicide grabbed you
Boogieman had the trap like a drive-thru (Gang)
The coke was goin' quick like it's fast food (Dope)
Booka told me D. Rose lost his 9-1
Appeal money for them killers when that time come (Let's get it)
Sneak dissin' what these goofy n***as dyin' from (Rrah)
One call, I'll make my TV yell, "Slide up" (Gang)
I press one just because Zoo was callin' (Yeah, yeah)
I press seven 'cause these goofies callin' (Let's get it)
I fucked your bitch and took her Louis shoppin' (Ain't nothin')
Fucked your bitch and took her Louis shoppin'
I beat my case, I keep my pistol on me (Let's get it, L's)
These n***as 'posed to been my mans, but he was snitchin' on me
And every time he came around, I was grippin' on it
Like, fuck your life, I won't think twice and I'll blick you, homie (Dang)
We'll turn your IG to an obituary (Dope)
I just took couple of your homies to a cemetery (Let's get it, L's)
And you know we did it, you ain't did nothin' (Bitch)
DeDe in that jam and he ain't sayin' nothin' (Let's get it, L's)
Can't name a fuckin' n***a that I ran from (Uh, uh)
Just made sixty thousand off a Samsung (Dope)
Just put a couple bodies on my damn gun (Grr)
And we carry Dracos like they handguns
Bitches want this glow, wanna be famous
Cum inside her mouth, I make her taste dick (Eater)
Them skinny bitches whine, I make 'em take dick (Eater)
Might fuck her in her butt so she can stay thick
I lost my n***as to this shit, that's why I'm solo, homie (Gang)
Uptown Miami hood and I was dolo, homie
The streets'll pull you back and forth like yo-yo, homie (Dope)
Like, we ain't kill your mans and I don't know your homie (Hahahaha)
I can hear Nuski callin'
I can hear Yuyu callin' (Chino)
I can hear L'A callin' (Betoe)
Yeah, I can hear Pluto callin' (Dope)
I can hear Iris callin' (Uh-uh)
I can hear J-Money callin'
Yeah, I can hear O' callin' (Boom)
Yea I can hear Moe callin' (Tayski)
I was stayin' in Chicago 'cause I had to (Let's get it, L's)
Probation for my pistol, it was bad news (I beat it)
All these n***as tried to diss me 'cause they had to (Gang)
Even if I was with my kids, know I had to (Rrah)
I got better vibes, I got better thoughts
Like, shout out to them killers who was never caught
N***as screamin', "Gang, gang," yeah, they hella soft
I seent that shit happened, that's a gimmick, n***a (Fraud)
A hundred for my jewelry for my image, n***a (Let's get It)
In the field with my killers playin' scrimmage, n***a
That Timmy Turner wasn't nothin' to my Timmy, n***a
Tim-Tim kept a fifty in the city, n***a
N***a, opps to me, I used to hang with (Bitch)
Now they want me dead on some fame shit (Bitch)
Or they want some peace, but that's the same shit
And they call them people, that's the same shit (Gang)