[Mover]

Rallies at my door there was two up at the front three up at the back nigga free up all my akhs all wrongly accused

Got me lighting up this zoot like donny man is long for the 2s

Back to the story, it's like the feds got something in for me

I pushing something in geezers for coughing up stories

And Cheese was my nigg he was certy with the stick now im hearing that hes certainly a snitch

See the roads mad

I've robbed niggas getting lined by their own fam

But it's the roads b and anything goes

I've gotta leng man in feminine clothes

I've had church girls holding my beater, geezer it's real life out your speakers

Feds want me in jail on the yard, they don't wanna see me make it past winter

They even plotted shells in my yard, i wasn't in so they nicked my little sister

They took my whip too I told them they could keep that

Itching for a burner

They didn't even touch a weed pack x2

Took em back, faces double 0 nine when we didn't even rave we was the trouble outside

Young little savages with hearts like Carragher's

Snatching AP's couldn't give a rass about cameras

My hearts where the hammer is, from old school

Hammers local like Noble

Yeah hammers old school it don't beat off

The snub nose ting gets vocal

Aunty, you can't even blame man, been around fucked youtes since playground

Been around them same youtes since way back from when we used to shove socks in the Air Max

From the Just Do it Bags to Huaraches you ain't gotta ask me its been the same army

Just paid now, bagging 36 to some Blade Brown beige brown white boy raps like 8 miles

Sitting with the cutie... blowing through the city