[Intro]
(22)

[Verse]
Look at his chain inside, not hitting
Hit from the side in the morning then dip (Uh-huh)
That lil' Gen5 n***a, that came with a grip (Came with a grip)
I knew half of these n***as, yeah, they was fake from the rip (Yeah, fake from the rip)
But I guess that shit really my fault, fuck you and yo' gang, get knocked off (Yeah, uh-huh, knocked off)
Lil' ho wanna chill with the gang, yeah, lil' ho wanna chill with the top dogs (Yeah, with the top dogs)
Money and codeine, only thing I can call on (Call on, yeah)
I ain't cuffing these groupie ass hoes, they just be problems (Yeah, be problеms)
They go against the gang, we gotta kill all of thеm
I really fell in love with Roxy, I got all colors
Can't switch on my gang, 'cause we all brothers ('Cause we all brothers)
Bitch ass n***a get hanged, tryna follow us
This shit as real as it get, half a tech, n***a straight on red
These n***as, they pop Fent'
Hell nah n***a, I'm good off that
He tried to spin, got spint
Yeah, my young n***as gon' handle that
All my n***as gon' win, ha
We in the front, they got left in the past

[Outro]
(We in the front, they got left in the past)
(Yeah, that n***a high, yeah, we on his ass)
(Uh, uh, that n***a high, yeah, we on his ass)
(Uh, they live in the past, uh, yeah)