[Intro]

Always gotta do something

It’s like I don’t even got my squad out here

Listen

[Verse 1]

They say they say look

Will the rapper he just loco how his name poppin

Fuck his rap shit don’t need a name I won’t pump it

I'm taking everything shoes and this chain and this wallet

They selling everything junk you name it they got it

I'm from the parties where my bitches love proper accent

Ain’t go to college, but my profits look like Donald’s checks

My cash rolling in parkas on professor X

I get a stash until I need it though I really flex

But when I do I shout the tower down hoe stop

Close shop I'm in the streets like a road block

I squeeze the trigger til the breathing from his nose stop

Open the gates of hell just to watch his soul drop

I serve pills and pack the squad sold rock

And if he feel run up on me he be a bold cock

Don’t pursue me end up shootin like fuck yo badge homie

Cuz I can’t let em find these drugs or this cash on me

They gonna give me more years than my last homie

I have to sell til the doctor put the tag on me

[Verse 2]

And I ain’t like that bro said I gotta make it out

It’s either make it to the top or we go take it south

You think I'm fake you probably heard it from the word of mouth

Meet me in person I ain’t nuttin' like you heard about

Swervin' routes droppin' high in the city streets

Layin' low while MD cuz the city geeks

[Verse 3]

My mouth of murder weapon and I done kill plenty beasts

Just drop a hold a hundred that’ll kill any beat

Any street and any block I'm good on it

You disrespect I'll throw your set and make your hood mourn it

You bout some vest and white shirts and put your hood on it

You beat bad but I'm nice so I'm good on it

Nigga I could put my hood on it

But they say he don’t claim a hood don’t he

Now I don’t claim a hood cuz me I'm my own man

I don’t follow other guys I got my own plan

And I ain’t worry about your ass I got my own fam

Fuck I look like needing a nigga I'm a grown man

[Verse 4]

Can’t trust nobody when I did I took an ill but I be real treat a nigga

Got a till like that a till

Have my niggas up in heaven now hope I don’t go to hell

I wanna see my men again know they feel the same as Will

See my men again

See my niggas in the cell

That’s what jail like for nobody they kill my sis and she ain’t dead shit to nobody

Still we had to carry her body and still we had to bury her body

Might not feel so weak felt like I ain’t have a heart in my body

Like it ain’t even part of my body

I tried to turn up it felt like I wasn’t even part of the party

And I'm the one that started the party

But now I'm coming up and everybody started to love me

My money get to lookin' so lovely

Them bitches didn’t want me all a sudden all of em love me

And my squad still here you know all of us don’t you