[Intro]
Man
I don’t know about these n***as man
Like yo
You thinking, you thinking like n***as is with you and shit
N***as don’t really fuck with you
You really got to get it yourself
[?]
You know what I’m saying
Yo, you don’t ever really know what’s on a n***a’s list
Yo we doing wild shit right quick
Bugging your mind
He gon have a mic?

[Verse 1:Mach-Hommy]
Every woman that you lay with ain’t your wife dude
Every look you cutting across the room while you faded got you playing with your life fool
Looking back, [?] clocking every single [?] just to misinterpret gang signs in the dresser
If you don’t play it right
Everybody that you promise, will show up at your aunty birthday party by your momma’s
That’s gangsta
Now every single ounce that you shorted
Is bold enough to see you at your house while you snoring
On the contrary every single blessing you bestow, is loading up they weapons to protect you from your foes
It ain’t monetary, that’s bulletproof love you hear me?
Thank god for them shooters who buff
Flip out and blow the piss out in true to true dust
Clearly, every holiday with family is a thing, we don’t spend, every bit of every penny that you sent to the pen’
And again and again and again