[Verse]

If you love that nigga, right before you sleep, y'all should pray

And in yo prayers, you should ask yo' God to open the gates

Put all yo' feelings in the bottle, toss it up in the lake

Get yo' position on a ride, that's how you knock off his face

John Legend in the coupe with killas', all of em' bang

Drop a bag, put it on his and then that's when they bussin' your ass

Nobody knows, what goes on in my brain

This world so cold, I heat it up with that flame

Youngin' thirteen on the block, shootin' heroine in his veins

You love that girl, that ain't yo' girl if she don't feel yo pain

That bitch ain't right for me, I had to cut off my switch lanes

Speak on my name, on the court, bitch I'ma knock out yo' brain

Where yo love go and where yo' time go?

Ridеr, top shotta, that bro ninaj flow

Movin' like a president lil nigga, keep that iron though

Lеt go yo' past, movin' fast, you should die slow

Nigga this that grind flow (Yeah, yeah)

Nigga this that grind flow (That grind flow)

Nigga this that grind flow (That grind flow)

Nigga this that grind flow, this that grind flow

To my niggas dead and gone, I hope and pray you made it to heaven

Like fuck that scripted shit we live, so I'ma preach like a reverend

Better watch yo' lips, come off the hip, blow up shit like 9/11

They saying i wouldn't blow up and i say ion give a fuck what they saying

Catchin' my nigga, place the number real quick, I'ma bet it

Sit at the table on a facetime call, while i'm talking to kevin

I get pissed off, pull my dick out, piss on a bitch like R. Kelly

Then go to court and fight the charges, mother fuck it, I said it

I wanna live like a king and I'ma die like a soldier

I'm with some cold blooded killa's who come straight out cocola

This diamond chain come out the dirt, that nigga play, I'ma fold em'

“Speak on my momma, that's a problem” that's exactly what I told em'

Acting like doda ima shotta swear im show em

That money stuffed all in my pockets, plus this rollie to rollie

I told my nigga get 10 out that Glock, motherfucker i told him

Clear out the lenses when I clear out the block, that fourty Glock, I'ma blow it

Them speakers bangin' down the block, a hunnit rocks, he sold it

Interference with the cops, that nigga a bitch, he done wrote it

Tell me how you livin, I'm affiliated with killing

Still got some soldiers on the street, but most is locked in that prison

This how I'm feelin' and I love the way you be giving me attention

I got hollows off in the clip, equip that shit to yo' dental

Now bitch, die