[Intro]
Ay, I'm back on that '07 shit, ya hear me
I think I'm the only n***a that can turn opps to fans, ya hear me
Free 9

[Verse]
Me and Nuski swagged up in grad school
Remember when the homicide grabbed you
Boogieman had the trap like a drive thru
The coke is goin' quick like it's fast food
Booka told me D-rose lost his 9-1
Appeal money for them killas when that time come
Sneak dissin' what these goofy n***as dyin' from
One call I'll make my TV it'll slide up
I press 1JB 'cause Zoo was callin'
I press 7 'cause these goofys callin' (Let's get it!)
I fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin' (Ain't nothin'!)
Fucked yo' bitch and took her Louis shoppin'
I beat my case I keep my pistol on me (Let's get it, L's)
This n***a 'pose to been my man but he was snitchin' on me
And everytime he came around I was grippin' on it
Like fuck yo life I won't think twice and I'll blink you homie
We’ll turn your IG to an obituary
I just took couple of yo homies to a cemetery (Let's get it!)
And you know we did it you ain't did nothin' (Bitch)
DD in the jam and he ain't said nothin' (Let's get it, L's)
Can't name a fucking n***a that I ran from
Just made 60 thousand off a Samsung
Just put a couple bodies on my damn gun (grrah!)
And we carry draco's like they hand guns
Bitches want this glo', wanna be famous
Cummed inside her mouth I make her taste dick (Eater)
Them skinny bitches whine I make em' take dick
Might fuck her in the 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 will pull you back and forth like yo-yo homie
Like we ain't kill your mans and I don't know your homie
I can hear Nuski calling
I can hear Yuyu calling (Chino)
I can hear L'A calling
Yeah, I can hear Pluto calling
I can hear Iris calling
I can hear J-Money calling
And I can hear O' calling
Yea I can hear Moe calling
I was staying in Chicago cause I had to (Lets Get It! Ls)
Probation for my pistol it was bad news
All these n***as tried to diss me cause they had to (Gang)
Even if I was with my kids, know I had to
I got better fans I got better thoughts
Like shout out to them killas who was never caught
N***as screaming gang gang yea they hella soft
I seen that shit happened thats a gimmick n***a (Fraud)
A hunnid for my jewelry for my image n***a (Lets get It)
In the field with my killas playing scrimmage n***a
That Timmy Turner won't none to my Timmy n***a
Tim-Tim kept a fifty in the city n***a
N***as opps to me I use to hang with (Bitch)
Now they want me dead on some fame shit (Bitch)
Or they want some peace but thats the same shit
And they call them people that's the same shit (Gang!)