Some people tell me that I need help
Some people can ♥♥♥♥ off and go to hell
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, why they criticize me
Now ♥♥♥♥ is on the rise so my family despise me
♥♥♥♥ em! And feed em cause I don't need em
I won't join em if I can beat em
They don't understand my logic
To my gat to my money and I'm hooked on chronic
I never wanted to hurt a ♥♥♥♥♥
Unless ya come flexin that trigga, I dig ya
That grave on the east side of town
Lay ya six feet underground
From man, to the dust to the ashes
All I remember tell me where the cash is
Clic Cloc barrel at my dome
Give all your loot or you ain't going home
But I ain't going without a bang
Wa da da dang, wa dada daa dang