Yeah, I'ma ride or die for the clique Boy I swear to God that I would die for this shit That be Maaly Raw I'ma ride or die for the clique Grind with my brothers 'til we make it out the sticks You a broke nigga, prolly switch up for a bitch I was in the game, you was sittin' on the bench Chillin' with my woes like we came up from the Six I don't fuck with girls that be all up in the mix Hear he sendin' threats and I ain't even hear the diss I know I'm the one 'cause I got these niggas pissed Make the shit look easy, I ain't have to make a wish Ooh, do the dash in the whip Got a .30 out like Curry, I just aim, and I swish Make her sing like a birdie, she take flights for the dick Hit her with the long pipe, now she tryna have my kids Ooh, lil' ho, I'm too legit Caught up in this fast life, I don't ever wanna quit You can save the sad stories, I ain't fallin' for that shit I got diamonds, see me shinin', they all hittin', I don't miss Ayy, Maaly Raw, we made a hit Now they see me out in public, run up on me, takin' flicks Nigga pressed about his shorty, I ain't worried 'bout his bitch Boy you better get some money 'fore you end up in a ditch Hop in the coupe like oh, yeah I turn on the radio, yeah Baby, just let me know, yeah I wanna bank the roll, yeah I want the guap, the green, yeah I want the purp, the lean, yeah She wanna top the team, yeah That is a thot to me, yeah I got a Glock, a beam I live the life you dream I had to do it myself 'Cause these niggas not for me These bitches make believe Play games like hide and seek I'ma keep bein' myself 'Cause that's how it's meant to be I'ma ride or die for the clique Grind with my brothers 'til we make it out the sticks You a broke nigga, prolly switch up for a bitch I was in the game, you was sittin' on the bench Chillin' with my woes like we came up from the Six I don't fuck with girls that be all up in the mix Hear he sendin' threats and I ain't even hear the diss I know I'm the one 'cause I got these niggas pissed Make the shit look easy, I ain't have to make a wish Ayy, yeah, I ain't have to make a wish

I've got a feeling, I've got a feeling These broken nights and bitter ends We would always starve and devour Our closest friends, my beautiful friends Paranoia, my paranoia Can't let it go, it never lets me go What am I feeling? Why am I feeling? Forecast into the freezing cold Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries Your only hope is burning down the chapel All getting washed out with the tide We need to find some middle ground It's always sex or suicide Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries