[Intro]
AA Flex
I'm freezing man
This is the [?]

[Chorus]
This syrup fucking up my kidneys
N***as said that they gon' kill me, but you know that I ain't sleepin'
I done finally ran my money up, but still in 'em trenches
Still selling dope to critics, n***a, this the way we livin'
I heard them n***as say they coming, ain't no fear up in my heart
38 baby 'bout that, no bitch, I come straight out [?]
N***as said that they gon' rob me, bitch I'm clenching on my rod
Catch him ridin', pull up 'side him, we gon' wet up the whole car

[Verse 1]
Put a bullet in his head since that n***a think he fuckin' with me
Retaliation by Boozilla 'til the day I'm deceased ('til the day I'm deceased)
I ain't no ho, bitch, I want smoke, I grew up in the streets (Gon' smoke you n***a)
Up with the burner, I'll shoot you everywhere but under your feet (Bang! Bang! Bang!)
Highly protected with a chopper, Ben got a Glock 9
[?] totin' a F&N every time that we ride (We ridin')
I'm watching out for the police, n***a know I ain't hidin'
Say you want beef, put you to sleep
N***a know that we 'bout it (Put you to sleep)
Lonely, sittin' up in that cell, locked up for a murder (For a murder)
N***as be stuntin' like they 'bout it, then they end up murdered (Murdered)
We beat 'em n***as who be steppin' on they gang, you heard him (You heard him)
N***a play wrong, I bust his dome, we spin up in your circle
[Chorus]
This syrup fucking up my kidneys
N***as said that they gon' kill me, but you know that I ain't sleepin'
I done finally ran my money up, but still in 'em trenches
Still selling dope to critics, n***a, this the way we livin'
I heard them n***as say they coming, ain't no fear up in my heart
[?] 'bout that, no bitch, I come straight out [?]
N***as said that they gon' rob me, bitch I'm clenching on my rod
Catch him ridin', pull up 'side him, we gon' wet up the whole car (Rrr)

[Verse 2]
Fuck me, what that n***a said?
White t-shirt, we left it red
Fuck him, we gon' bust his head
Ride my pops if I ain't fed
Homicide, how we play
We gon' shoot him, why you stare?
Play me bitch and I'ma kill you
Might not hate n***as with dreads, yeah, yeah
One day to [?], bitch I'm with it
N***as sayin' that they gon' kill me, but you know that I ain't sleepin'
N***a pray that they gon' do me somethin'
N***a, come and get me
Yeah, we gon' step on all of 'em sickas in my city

[Chorus]
This syrup fucking up my kidneys
N***as said that they gon' kill me, but you know that I ain't sleepin'
I done finally ran my money up, but still in 'em trenches
Still selling dope to critics, n***a, this the way we livin'