[Intro]
Hahahaha… Hahaha
Hell yeah n*gga
pus*y n*ggas
Ese Dog back again
All the foreigns I been in
All the cities I been in
All the mansions I been in
I just know I’m bout to win
I just know I’m bout to win
I been broke as f*ck my n*gga I ain’t goin' broke again
Mama asked me bout her birthday n*gga I don’t really care
Pops don’t talk to me no more that n*gga spit all in my face
I would probably kill that n*gga if it wasn’t for my faith
And I do not think I’m tough cause I got tattoos on my face
I’m just from that city where dem n*ggas really do not play
When they ask you where you from you better watch out what you say
I dont trust you other n*ggas I just trust my n*gga Tre
And I f*ck with scrilla MMG we makin’ movies causin’ scenes
And black lives do not mean a thing we kill our own so what you mean?
The fathers cry the mothers scream and I don’t feel a f*ckin’ thing
n*ggas ain’t sh*t, kill a n*gga you f*ckin blink
n*ggas ain’t sh*t, stupid n*ggas never f*cking think
If they ever caught that pus*y n*gga bet he’d probably sing
I’m not gonna tell the savage n*ggas stop go do your thing
I’m just tryna tell the real n*ggas peace before the cream
I’m just tryna tell the real n*ggas peace before the cream
You see me I be fly as sh*t Moniqua lookin’ pretty
I been rollin rollin rollin rollin rollin through my city
f*ck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem n*ggas tryna kill me
f*ck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem n*ggas tryna kill me
When you see me I be fly as sh*t Moniqua lookin’ pretty
I been rollin rollin rollin rollin rollin through my city
f*ck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem n*ggas tryna kill me
f*ck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem n*ggas tryna kill me
f*ck the bloods, f*ck the crips, f*ck yo set, f*ck yo hood
Kill yo brother if you could we kill our brothers aye’day
Then we go and protest, you f*ckin hypocrites you fake
You faker than the sh*t you say, you fake like Kylie Jenner’s cakes
Makin' album’s f*ck a tape, I just bought some Bathing Ape
My new baby gon’ be straight Barak Obama with the chain
William Roberts with the chains, I just paid my way in pain
Dancin’ like I’m Drizzy Drake, Ricky Bobby with the shake
Talkin’ sh*t like Cassius Clay, and I back it up up in the rang
Ese Dog or young Isa Mane, used to be the reefer man
Always keep a legal thang, 40 Glock that sh*t go bang
Neck and wrist that sh*t like blang, woke up like a Super Sayian
Glass a milk that’s two percent, sip it while I smoke a blunt
Two 15’s up in the trunk, Willie Beamen in a month
Goin fourth I do not punt, you live with your f*ckin Mom's
I talk mines like once a month, rich and famous what the f*ck?
You see me I be fly as sh*t Moniqua lookin’ pretty
I been rollin rollin rollin rollin rollin through my city
f*ck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem n*ggas tryna kill me
f*ck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem n*ggas tryna kill me
When you see me I be fly as sh*t Moniqua lookin’ pretty
I been rollin rollin rollin rollin rollin through my city
f*ck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem n*ggas tryna kill me
f*ck the bloods and all the crips cause all dem n*ggas tryna kill me