[Verse 1: GSTACKO]

Long live Shy Banga for him let it go, when my brother died I was tight

[?] gon' eat, I don't feel right, my mother she screamin' she wakin' me up

Shy got hit, what the fuck

I be lyin' I said it ain't hurt me

Like, like, Whoopty Woo, like

Grab the glizzy, grab the broom, It's time to go put in some work

We is never scared to go catch us a body and put a nigga on a shirt

Now he drippin', leakin' out that lobby

If a nigga tell you that he real just know that he fake

Same nigga turn out be jake, I gotta watch what I say

We done put niggas up in they grave, allegedly, if they sayin', like

Please do not believe all the rumors, free Infy Blitz out the you know

Bitches know not to line me, you know how they comin' behind me, like

Run from the jakes, Nemo, can't find me

I'm from the Stuy so you know that I'm grimy

Told my son that I'm never gon' leave

Big Humble Gang, got that shit on my sleeve

She from the opps but she on her knees

On parole so I know that they watchin'

In the streets, give a fuck 'bout a clock in

You get clocked out, you do not know me don't think I'm a rapper

Bro beat a body, he a snapper

Tata my blood so for him I'm on go

You just mad he was [?] your hoe

Hundred percent KD gon' throw

I do not love her she fuck on my mans, but she tryna fuck me too

I told bro I'ma hit her, he just gon' laugh 'cause we on the same shit, we is not lovin' these hoes

The streets do not love you, this shit cold

She gon' get mad, she gon' fuck with your opps

These bitches is hoes they'll fuck with your pops

Got [?] for spinnin' your block

I ain't lyin' all of my opps like CB4

Get the lo' to his crib then we kickin' the door

Ten years straight, up on the score

Bodies on bodies but we want more

Next opp gettin' shot in his face

We dump lead, they get erased

Give a fuck about a sentence, police know me and they know that I'm a menace

[Verse 2: Turtle B]

Grrah, look, uh

When bro died you ain't hop in that whip

Permanently scarred, I swear I can't be fixed

I just wish that my love ones was here for this journey, but I been losin' them since I been on this trip

Brodie keep tellin' me how he gon' slide, but I don’t see nobody on Citizen hit

How do you tell your mans that he a bitch?

How you gon' turn on me for a bitch?

I can't call you homie, one day you might switch

Said they love me then tried to backdoor me and shit

AMG, Humble Gang, we in two different whips

I call my 2Band hitters 'cause I know my 2Band niggas gon' click

JB, why they keep sayin' your name?

Sparkin' for Ant every chance that I flame

Speak on Shy Banga then you gettin' banged

No homo, I really got love for the gang

Why they keep mentionin' Snizz name in vain?

Why they keep mentionin' Footz name in vain?

Pass me a change of clothes I'm about to change

'Cause I'm 'bout to go take that trip in the rain

Spinnin', goin' down memory lane

Thinkin', like, is it ever gon' change?

Uh, my lil mans died he was only thirteen, I vent how this shit need to change