[Intro]

K9

[Chorus]

Me and my niggas get brought on the block and we'll just trade Glocks

Rest in peace my niggas in Heaven, this shit get real, I wish we could trade spots

I'm slidin' for you, I'd die for you, I'd ride for you, you all I got

Niggas in they feelings 'bout these bitches, bro, we hit 'em all

Exotic Glocks, exotic sticks, exotic weed, exotic hoes

Alive or dead inside, feel like my heart gone (Feel like my heart gone)

Fake love ain't meant for me, grandma done gon' wonder who gon' pray for me

These niggas envy me, I stay with that stick, I can't let 'em take me

[Verse 1]

Thankful for my blessings, coming from everything I deserve

Remember staring at the ceiling like, "God, please drop a million"

Not a cause, I roll past yelling, "Key lod went back and bought 'em"

Fuck a therapist, at a young age learned to tuck my problems

Was too young to understand the streets, my partner died young

I'm just tryna live it up, survive the light or dark clouds

Know you want the best for me, but I'm just asking God, "Why?"

It ain't no more teals, dog, I promise, it's all anger

Ever since I touched them dice, my life been a livin' gamble

Thank God, I ain't never sat in the cell eating cold trays

Thankful that I'm still here, drop to my knees, thank the Lord

Gunshots, nothin' but where I'm from, I'm just tryna get away

[Chorus]

Me and my niggas get brought on the block and we'll just trade Glocks

Rest in peace my niggas in Heaven, this shit get real, I wish we could trade spots

I'm slidin' for you, I'd die for you, I'd ride for you, you all I got

Niggas in they feelings 'bout these bitches, bro, we hit 'em all

Exotic Glocks, exotic sticks, exotic weed, exotic hoes

Alive or dead inside, feel like my heart gone (Feel like my heart gone)

Fake love ain't meant for me, grandma done gon' wonder who gon' pray for me

These niggas envy me, I stay with that stick, I can't let 'em take me

[Verse 2]

Nominations and bill boards, I hear the world screaming my name

I like rapping, fucking hoes, this the life of a superstar

I just want you to know that I ain't mad, just watch over me

It's like I'm too real for earth, if I don't get rich, I live for nothin'

You was supposed to be right here, but it's okay, you live through me

Seen you lifeless in that casket, that shit brought me more pain

Dialing the kin clan, don't feel the same 'cause you sit next to me

Scrolling through our messages, I catch chills, you wished the best for me

I want drop another teal, dog, I promise it's all love

Not a flaw burn in your body, you was one of them ones, for real

Put your face inside my pendant, make sure you shine bright

I was just staring at the celling, you said, "Write a song for me"

[Chorus]

Me and my niggas get brought on the block and we'll just trade Glocks

Rest in peace my niggas in Heaven, this shit get real, I wish we could trade spots

I'm slidin' for you, I'd die for you, I'd ride for you, you all I got

Niggas in they feelings 'bout these bitches, bro, we hit 'em all

Exotic Glocks, exotic sticks, exotic weed, exotic hoes

Alive or dead inside, feel like my heart gone (Feel like my heart gone)

Fake love ain't meant for me, grandma done gon' wonder who gon' pray for me

These niggas envy me, I stay with that stick, I can't let 'em take me (Can't let 'em take me)