[LYRICS]
n*ggas scared of they own selves
That's how you get shot on accident
No, no, no
Don't ask again
I told bro they money long
No worry we get to them racks again
I'm from the bottom yes I there
Been in my block To Yesterday
Try run my place we gon' tie your fan
[?] she can't find her man
Oh no
I'm on the six I'm not trying to hold hands
I'm on the six I'm not trying to hold hands