Yeah I said so, so who drove him? That shit crazy, man Who drove him to the hospital? 'Cause I'm in here trying to make a love song and shit Like I get this bad news I just got the call before I heard the beat They just shot my dog like why it had to be

Sometimes I scare myself, myself Shit could get menacin', frightenin', find help Shit can get menacin', frightenin', find help Tweakin', tweakin' off that 2CB, huh? Is he gon' make it? TBD, huh Thought I was gon' run, DMC, huh? I done died and lived

You can make love in the morning That Mink flow, I'm warm Got milly in the safe, come Nigga get turned upside down I was rich way before the gang I was slime way before the name Kill shit like today And that's all I gotta say I ain't leading you wrong

You got me doing 101 on the 101 Don't go nowhere baby, don't you run Got me speeding for your love I been waiting for you all day Stuck in traffic, tryna make it to my baby I'm tryna go half on a baby Just wear that sexy shit I like And I will do you

You all know when we pullin' off the lot Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot Strapped with the glock, won't pull it out a lot But front, I'll make it pop Y'all don't do it how we do Niggas

I feel the reason, as it's leaving me No, not again It's quite deceiving, as I'm feeling The flesh make me bad I am watching the rise And fall of my salvation There's so much shit around me Such a lack of compassion I thought it would be fun and games

Always knowing we're the ones you can stand beside Sometimes in life we gotta fight Looking for the truth in wrong and the black in white You can't divide, you can't divide We're the ones you can't divide, ones you can't divide Nothing that makes you

For so long, it’s all i’ve known I’m crossing over the undertow For so long no one was listening Strip me down, tear me apart, you’ll find one thing left Determined to make their deaf ears ring Burn it down, brick by brick, made in 2006 Lost and found,

She said she want more So I'mma get more Yeah I'mma get more I just poured a 8th in a liter Throw some Jolly Ranchers in make it sweeter Versace my clothes I'm with a white hoe And she snortin' three lines like Adidas Got a black girl rolling off molly

And I'm like, okay (yeah, okay) Now when they see us on the streets All they wanna do is take pics And when they hear us on the beat All they wanna do is make hits And if you're feelin' how I'm feelin' How the world should be, perfectly Fire like I'm