[Verse 1]
I do my dirt by my lonely, these n***as they ain’t really homies
I do my dirt by my lonely and don’t keep no evidence on me
You want beef over off another man’s words, well that shit’s irrelevant homie
Should’ve listened to mama, she told me, I ain’t listen
But mama she told me watch how they do you
Their [?] never ain’t on, their [?] never ain’t need
Bitches is usual, acting like they wanna do you
To set up for someone to do you
Like n***as ain’t really for you, but everything is alright though
All of my thousands here with me
And your thousands are with you, but they ain’t gon’ buy though
I can do this with my eyes closed, n***as switched I ain’t surprised though
Fuck you think I’ve got this nine for, all this stressin’ got my mind blown
Ain’t no pointin’ n***as crimes though, like this that shit n***as dyin’ for
I’ve seen it happen all the time though, but I would murder over mine though

[Chorus]
And that’s why it’s only, it’s my n***as only
Designer drugs on me, tell ‘em it’s on me
I stay with it on me, it’s hittin’ shots only
I’m by my lonely, she fuckin’ the homie
We kissin’ all on her, fuck on her only
She suckin’ me only, the money all on me

[Verse 2]
[?] in bitches, yeah you know them bitches
Who fuckin’ a squad, who fuckin’ for richness and cause
And ain’t even [?], see that it’s yours, I’m dragging my balls
There I go shittin’ again, we in this kitchen again
Not in this bitch to make friends, came in this bitch to make ends
You are not gang, you can not claim what I claim
I want the wealth, you want fame, n***a I bang
Swear to God, n***as is lame, watch how you mention my name
It would be a shame for you to think shit is a game
You would get murdered in vain
Of off a n***a that you thought was with you
But when you was shooting, he wasn’t there with you
Got rushed to the ER, he wasn’t there with you
But he at your funeral, claiming he miss you
Your mama she crying, he hand her a tissue
She all confused like what was the issue
Now he can’t speak ‘cause you all in his mental
Thinkin’ ‘bout all of the shit you’ve done been through
It’s crazy how n***as [?], but you in that bed and that n***a ain’t with you

[Chorus]
And that’s why it’s only, it’s my n***as only
Designer drugs on me, tell ‘em it’s on me
I stay with it on me, it’s hittin’ shots only
I’m by my lonely, she fuckin’ the homie
We kissin’ all on her, fuck on her only
She suckin’ me only, the money all on me