Yeah but we gon keep it on

The down low...

Face card good in da hood

Ion even need a permission slip

Been pumping gas out da spot

Lately Nawl ieen get it from da quick trip

All our mamas know dem

Boys thugging hard

Growing up

We was just some athletes

Shawty got killed tryna keep Up

Like he died running at a track meet

All da pain n everything i been

Through lotta y'all niggas woulda

Been gave up

But I’m from da 4 real

Project baby it was always rough

Told her i was gon get her

Hair did but i had my fingers crossed

Where I’m from we can’t even

Fire our head coach we just

Gotta take our loss

But dem young nigga

Gon get even

Dey gon grab dem sticks

Kill em after 5 it’s gon

Be a bloody evening

Dem boys in murder season

My Auntie died da same year

As my uncle and my lil brada too

Just thank god ieen catch no

Charge cause i was thinking

Bout murder too

Lil joe why dey had murdered you

I still need answers

Need to stop smoking dese

Cigarettes cause my auntie died

From cancer

Just Wonder when we gon

See some better days

Quit playing ball but

Todd ain’t let dat dream fade away

(Das my lil nigga)

We was in school we shared

Da same kicks i was 10 he wore a 9

But we still made em fit

Dey ain’t gon like me when

I make it ion really give a fuck

Cause I’m in da studio right now

And i got dis pistol tucked

Bitch if my Brudda dem want

Smoke den i want cancer too

Str8 out of south west of Atlanta

My hometown a zoo

Ieen never talked down on

No nigga i just handle business

And if dem fuck boys wanna step

Den just pass me my timberlands

Nigga gon run down on da opps

Like we gave em a head start

Slide by myself but i got some

Soldiers who is really gon march

Knew you was 12 and yo

Birthday ain’t even in December

Want me to me fall and i wun even

Born in November

Dat boy a clown like his mama

Had em on April 1st

Ain’t no stunting no pussy right

Now I’m tryna get dis paper work

When my lil brada had

Got shot it shook

Da whole team

Told his mama keep her

Head up her nose wun even

Bleeding

Kc got kilt now i see blood

Every time i close my eyes

I feel my granddad watching me

When i look up to da sky

Knew u would cross me yo favorite

Player was Kyrie

(Kyrie Irving)

So i had to step back no hesitation

Like KD

(just like Durant)

Murk & Twin gon take

Ya order but Dey ain’t

Waiting no tables

Lil buck turned everybody on

And ieen talking bout cable

I feel dis shit here getting

Big like notorious

I done took L after L

Now I’m feeling victorious

Jaytoven cup so dirty

Throw it in da

Dishwater

Still in da trap spot

U want it vacuum seal

Or in a ziplock

Started going in

Bar for bar now

Dese boys Want features

Well you better hit

Jigg up wit ya budget

Cause ain’t no freebies

(DAS ON GOD)

My mind been beefing

Wit my heart cause ion

Kno which 1 to choose

Told Big Mike we might

Not win em all but ween

Gon never lose

Load all dese Glocks

Cause if we bump into

Da opps ima let em loose

Head tap all of dem niggas

Ween even playing

Duck Duck goose

Ain’t got no big dawgs roun

Here cause dis da planet of

Da apes

Dat boy wun even from

Da A but he got killed tryna be

Brave