[Verse]

I'm troublesome

Phone rings, I make the runner run

Keep it dalmatian with my dargy, that's that 101

G-code, nothing less, whoever's coming come

Get ills and get more and put your trust in none

The baby mom's a jezzy but he loves his son

And bro don't get money but he buss his gun

Sometimes I wonder what we must have done

To deserve this, living with some curses

These guys buy gold rings, gold chains and some Germans

We're all plagued by poverty and broken by authority

Tryna find the urges to risk it all so if I get a L it was on purpose

But that can't be my purpose

Sitting in the Bailey, staring at my lady

Guilty was the verdict, shit I just hope it's worth it

Hungry and determined, certified and certain

Yeah I'm on my own road, I just took a little diversion

Cause this my own path, I know pain, I know graft

I know trouble, shit we go back the furthest

It's hot on my block, check the thermos

Twelve lurking, my young boy's lurking

Putting work in with the wetters, shit he's reckless

Free Chucky, free Nutty, shit's reckless

Free Money, free Slewy, shit's endless

I miss the six for fifty one extras

Troublesome, find us where you left us, fuck questions

In the gutter son, drink until we're legless