You leave your home for days and days
N***as making threats, coming in on my case
Talking about I couldn't make my bond, if you can see my face
Man what the fuck you mean?
I'm on parole, I had to do some time
So if you wanna be my hater, you're gonna have to wait in line
N***as they gon' talk, same n***as ain't on shit
They expecting me to just stop
Sorry, but I ain't gon quit!
Same bitch be all in your face, same bitch be doing my dick
Playing both sides shit, claim your clique
Yeah claim my clique, that won't make no sense
Better watch that hoe!
Don't cuff that bitch
I know you love that hoe
But don't trust that bitch
You know my name, ain't a damn thing change
From when I was out here flexing, till' they put me up in them chains
It's still the same, it's Pooh Bear Gang!
N***a, I ain't no lame
Don't [?] just cash me out
Lil n***a, I don't need no fame
[?]
And her pussy wetter than rain
But I switch these hoes like [?]
If a n***a [] he get stained
It's just like that, no more, no less
Put the pump to his chest
N***as talking about how they're better
No, I'm the best
Motherfuckers bleed just like I bleed
Same blood, same flesh
Ask me [?}
Hit the mall, get this get that, get this get that
Finna get the whole rack!
Like [], got [] in my trunk, and I ain't talking about two 12's
Motherfuckers talking about get rich
N***a I can't tell
Rest in peace Freaky, bro I ain't forget
I'm still die L'z
N***a, I'm hot, n***a, and you not n***a
[] crack, smoke pot, n***a
Slide down on your block n***a, if you're over there you get shot, n***a (boom boom boom)
Hold on!
Wait, n***a that's your bitch?
Better watch that hoe, that hoe so slick
When I was just out, she was all on my dick
Then when I got booked, she rode me
But I ain't even [] that bitch
N***a, I just piped that bitch
And I ain't turn down that pussy, but to tell you the truth, man I ain't even like that bitch
And I don't even like that shot
From the poles, we doing too much
And we just got indicted and shit (indicted)
Said my n***as just shoot too much (boom boom)
Wait, y'all can't take my n***as
Mad cuz they ain't my n***as
But, if I was in other n***as shoes I swear I would hate my n***as
You leave your home for days and days
It's TFG and PBG, they watching us like BDT
Funds on deck, got guns on deck
Don't run from shit but CPD
We got bitches, I got bitches, they call my Santana
Cuz since I got like every color they wanna wear my bandanas
Bitch, I'm strapped up
My n***as with me be poled up for protection
I be club-hopping, my n***as with me
Got bad hoes in our section
I swear these hoes be acting up, and y'all the n***as that let them
But when my hoes get to acting up, on my dead homie, I check them
[] my hoes know, don't try that
If it ain't designer, don't buy that
My gun sound like bass drums, your shit sound like Hotheads
[?], I fly that
If a n***a want beef, I fry that
And n***as wanna be dead so I keep that pole, can't no motherfucker deny that
But I'm back now
You leave your home for days and ays