[Intro: SK Laflare]

Uh, and it's money, money, money, money

You already know

So much hate and confusion in the world

You gon' get it, keep pushing

Keep going

I'ma kill everything in sight, bitch

[Hook: SK Laflare]

Hating in the city, that's why you never see me

On cyber space, hating on the TV

Hating in these streets, I'm racing in that GT

Hating on these beats, you should play my CD

Real niggas show me love, bitches show me love

I got 'em rolling up and she wanna hold the gun

Niggas show me love, bitches show me love

I got 'em rolling up and she wanna hold the gun

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]

On my momma cause I'm sick of all these pipe dream living, these niggas playing

Any day I could be locked up in prison, I need this paper

Fuck your prayers, they ain't calming me

I'm shooting til they call police

Don't got no dreams, I hardly sleep

We in these streets, we run these streets

Gangsta said we kill 'em them niggas soon as they fuck with me

Send 'em all to heaven, my momma gon' need the company

I promise once I die, ain't no living in the sky

Cause I'm sitting where they fry

Ask my momma, she know what I'm bout

Youngs come in, guns come out

Clips shoot ten rounds, so that's ten men down

Niggas straight head shots, can't stop that shit

Kick a door down like his block ain't shit

Fuck fighting niggas, I promise y'all, we frying niggas

Swear that everybody dying nigga

Cut 'em with a casket

[Hook]

[Verse 2: SK Laflare]

What you know about it?

I'm so astounding

What these niggas doing, bringing hate around me

I'ma get to shooting [?]

You got the wrong reasons junior

It's more than just being [?]

[?] the truth is right here

I do with my music, it's quite clear

[?] in the night air

We coming, the moon is right there

[?] your life, yeah

We joined forces now they mourn for us

We ain't done working, we got 'em going nervous

They want more from us

Got demand for my grams

So I'm gonna serve 'em

I'm the man where I am

I'm doing what I got to do, gotta get it

Got the one, got the two

Got to get that triple digit

They gon' try to triple 6 us

[?]

God sent us in his early visit

Now you a witness to his wonders

The realest is in this

And we killing y'all niggas fronting

Killin' like it ain't nothing

[Hook] x2