[Spoken Intro]
I would describe special spirit and God knows, I’ve seen my n***a, like it’s now man
No matter many times n***as never lie
Apparating on whoever you swore my n***a
No more season I’m a hold in yo swell now
So homie don’t worry it ain’t even about you man
Yeah business man, talm bout [?] now
You’re just mob and gang under the same umbrella man
Homie rather get that Tomas
File it up and squash n***as you know
Nowadays n***as wanna stay conscious starting charities now
Gang shit, mob ties, but the streets married me n***a
Well, don't go for it man
Don't go for it man
It's either cells or the morgue at this point my G
No savage jazz man
Like this music's the only thing stopping the maniac man
When n***as dead I open my weed man
Know South Side it at man stand fully alert
Know his ass with the warden blowing oxygen on the run
Doe Boy you be doing something amazing yeah
Touches to the soul my G, what's left of it
I started at my n***a [?] like a sasquatch day in and day out
Well you ain't coming for it
Well, the thing is yo it's on, my n***a
We gon suffocate these n***as man
These n***as that ain't sponsor this shit
Yeah when he was dead in the senses my lil homie opened his own
Man shout out to be big homies now, sense you now
'Fore I say this shit my n***a you gotta be willing to listen
At your disposal at this point, blam, rah, gang shit now
Doe Boy yo next now
Don't do this alone boy
[Bridge]
Fo' sure on game

[Spoken Outro]
Man ya'll n***as man proud a this castle
Yo man we bout to get into traffic bro
And I love you man