Flukey sh*t lyrics

[Intro]
(Yo, Ayo) Uh
Forever toss for the gang only
Long live Mook, n*gga, long live Mike, n*gga
Diss on 'em, you gon' lose your life, n*gga
Turnt up, not burnt up, n*gga diss the gang, gon' get sent up

[Verse]
Uh, I'm back in them cars again, if I spot an opp, I promise it's gon' be a killin'
They took Black when I was like eight years old, since then, I ain't had no feelings
We don't give out passes, so you better move smart 'cause whoever you with, we gon' kill 'em
This sh*t so lame, y'all left before I got paid, but y'all names on the back of my pendant
This money can't change me, I'm rich as a b*tch and I still be out here spinnin'
Why n*ggas be hatin'? I sat and I patiently waited, don't nobody want me winnin'
I threw some racks in a bag, booked me a flight right to Cali and hopped in a Bentley
Couldn't even enjoy my birthday, Mike had died off the pills, he had my sh*tty
I ride with a Drac' and a Glock and I always post my block when I'm up in the city
I was just fresh off a hit when I linked up with Famous and took me a pic with the fifty
I really don't f*ck with y'all, so whenever I die, don't nobody say they miss me (I don't)
Whatever he want, he can get it, if he really need it, I'd give my big brother my kidney
When Mook Money died, I got so high that I felt like Bobby and Whitney
sh*t got me mad, Anton wouldn't even be dead if he weren't so friendly
I'm ready to crash, I'm out on my block right now, tell them n*ggas come end me
Depression had hit, I was beggin' for help, it was like nobody wasn't hearin' me
I spot me an opp, I'm ready to bounce, I'm thirsty, I'm up in a frenzy
'Member late nights stealin', we ain't had no money, we was scrapin' up dollars for Wendy's
They thought it was funny when my brothers died, so kill 'em and don't show pity
I did too much for you n*ggas, realizin' I shouldn't have gave you n*ggas a penny
He talkin' 'bout a chance and he keep f*ckin' up, I done gave this n*gga too many
On a high-speed chase, thought Bubba was gon' get away, but he smacked up the Hemi
Have Lil Three to drive, pull me up on the corner, bounce out with the semi (Come here, come here)
Go fill up them Glocks and let's spin us a block and don't back 'til them b*tches empty
He popped two Percs, my lil' brother hurt, Backend just went up a 60
What's gon' happen if you touch Vonno chain? You don't wanna test that theory (Your ass gon' die)
Talk about 50K, I make that in a day, I done spent that sh*t on Amiris
I was spinnin' for weeks, fell asleep in the Jeep, Mook died, sh*t had me weary
I'm big opp, no n*gga put fear in me (You know that)
Kept sippin' drank, thought the sh*t was gon' heal me
Say you my brother, but you put a gun to my back actin' like you was gon' kill me
Forever gon' toss for the gang, Mook Money and Mike, I promise them n*ggas gon' feel me
Forever gon' toss for the gang, Mook Money and Mike, I promise them n*ggas gon' feel me
Big brother got caught, he was walkin' without it
Pull up broad day and start talkin' about it (Come here, come here)
Where you at? Let's link, we ain't talkin' about it (b*tch ass)
That lil' n*gga lyin', he ain't killed nobody
They want me to rap, but I'm fiendin' for bodies (Bodies)
Got thirty-three shots for when I catch Scotty
Ridin' 'round through the O, four deep in a hottie
When I get mad, nobody can stop me
I'm just tryna enjoy my life, everybody need somethin', I'm tired of this sh*t
"Von, grab me this, Von, buy me this," no bap, I'm tired of bein' rich
DND my phone, she won't leave me alone, no bap, I'm tired of this b*tch
For all that dissin', caught him in traffic and left shot fired in his whip (Rrah, n*gga)
[Outro]
Why? Why you say that?
He knew what was goin' on
He was gettin' us out all them situations, big bruh like that at all
Yeah, you with the safest n*ggas out West, ain't sh*t gon' happen
We just walk through this ho, on my dead homie
I ain't gon' lie, foe, told y'all, BaBa thought he was in our hood, gang, we ain't
None of our homies died for off what Mook Money did sh*t for though
And it's, and it's crazy, gang, I was supposed to be like
A lot died off of fluky sh*t