[Intro]

Yo Instagram got deleted, man

Yes, sir. Probably about, like, four months ago

Man, you know what I'm saying you was out the way for a minute

So, like, what you've been doing in between time

Really living life without it, you feel me

[Verse]

Lately I've been feeling like I'm running from the feds

It might be time to hang it up. It's fucking with my head

I can't quit now, ima sip a line and push a head

I want a opp down scoot up on him and push off his head

If I didn't take that risk, I wouldn't be so ahead

If it wasn't for them fiends, I probably would be broke instead who going to keep a solid for me if I get locked inside the feds Who going to catch a kill for me when I put money on they head

They gonna do a drill for me, I set a price, enough was said

Make it happen in a day or less, I'll cut you twice the check (On god)

(Yo Instagram got deleted, man)

I could press a Perc 30 and sell it quick when touch down to Lex

That fast money make it hard for me to not go flex

You a crash dummy if you run up reaching for my neck

I already popped him once, who gonna be next

Imagine doing fraud and selling ***** ,I'm here to picture that

You work a 9 to 5, ain't trying to take a risk, so stick to that

You'll never catch me in the club, I'm way too rich for that

You'll never catch me getting pressed, I always got my stick attached

When I take down yo instagram, you'll never get it back

(Yo Instagram got deleted, man)

Cause when I send them, they gonna get it done

There ain't no spinning back

I forgot that he was dead

I was confused why he ain't text me back

You let a grown man take your gun go get your pistol back

(Living life without it, you feel me)