Put down savages, picked up vultures (vultures) When you pop that's when they want you (want you) You turn your head they gon' dome you (dome you) Just for thinkin' they your homie (homie) New G-Wagon by my lonely (skrt skrt skrt) I'm just smokin' by my lonely (by my lonely) Percocet fuck up my colon (up my colon) It's crazy how the streets want me (want me) The streets want me, I'm signed to the streets (The streets want me) The streets want me, I'm signed to the streets (The streets want me) The streets want me, I'm signed to the streets (to the streets) They want me, I'm signed to the streets (let's get it) Grew my dreads back, label me a menace She want xanax, gotta swallow penis You ain't no bag yet, you ain't got no fifties, that's them drums Them stripper hoes gon' talk about you if you don't throw no ones I'ma keep a couple of mine 'cause we don't throw no guns How the fuck you gon' go to war with me when you ain't got no funds Shit get risky with you when you ain't got no conscious You should see that AP face, I got it polished Pour up syrup Serve on the first Swerve in the vert, put Rollie The money is first Ain't doing no verse Lil B give 'em the curse Put down savages, picked up vultures (vultures) When you pop that's when they want you (want you) You turn your head they gon' dome you (dome you) Just for thinkin' they your homie (homie) New G-Wagon by my lonely (skrt skrt skrt) I'm just smokin' by my lonely (by my lonely) Percocet fuck up my colon (up my colon) It's crazy how the streets want me (want me) The streets want me, I'm signed to the streets (The streets want me) The streets want me, I'm signed to the streets (The streets want me) The streets want me, I'm signed to the streets (to the streets) They want me, I'm signed to the streets (let's get it) I don't got goons, I got hitters I'm with some dope boys and some killers, yeah She act petty when I don't feel her I cut her off like the umbilical (what's that?) cord The kushy that I'm blowing it hit hard like Floyd I come from the trenches, now I'm making noise The streets love me, they know I keep that heat The streets signed me, I got what they need (federal) They wasn't lettin' no cut on it Glock nineteen, it's tucked on me Caught you so I clutch on it Told my plug to rush on it Fly paper, she stuck on me She want a Birkin bag She pulled up in a purple Jag Bumpin' Durk and Bagg Put down savages, picked up vultures (vultures) When you pop that's when they want you (want you) You turn your head they gon' dome you (dome you) Just for thinkin' they your homie (homie) New G-Wagon by my lonely (skrt skrt skrt) I'm just smokin' by my lonely (by my lonely) Percocet fuck up my colon (up my colon) It's crazy how the streets want me (want me)

I got it when it was a drought I got it when nobody tried My niggas they counted me in When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out I had to get back on my shit I had to go and get it Cause I do it for the trap niggas I had to get back on my shit and go and get it I keep my distance from these rap niggas I feel like I started this shit Lil' Durk I'm the heart of this shit Sosa Sosa Ressey Ressey me, I'm like Pac in this shit It's my arrogance saying T-Farris can't spend me, moon dawg can't spend me And these others niggas spend me Niggas ain't give me my fame Niggas ain't saying my name Think about taking my chain Thinking that I was a stain Look at me now, look at the clout Look at my diamonds, look at my house Look at my bitch, look at trap Look at me now fuck nigga look at me now I got it when it was a drought I got it when nobody tried My niggas they counted me in When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out I had to get back on my shit I had to go and get it Cause I do it for the trap niggas I had to get back on my shit and go and get it I keep my distance from these rap niggas Nigga counted me out, should've counted me in Fuck up the count on the milli, fuck it we count it again Niggas they never could kill me, I'm going out with the win I'm going out with my 30, banging on you and your friend Bending the corner just me and Omelly we riding the seven I pull up on niggas they never could touch in bulletproof Caddies I'm hitting up BB and I'm calling Lolo to bring through the ladders They bend through your corner they hitting whoever it don't even matter Creeping through my block I'm looking for my man Pussy nigga made me go and spend a hundred grand The type of murder that your mama wouldn't understand I bring it to him brown bag with the rubber band I got it when it was a drought I got it when nobody tried My niggas they counted me in When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out I had to get back on my shit I had to go and get it Cause I do it for the trap niggas I had to get back on my shit and go and get it I keep my distance from these rap niggas I was all in it when nobody cared Chino [?] was there Niggas around I know they ain't care Hit the street with that rally on me That pussy fucking go mileage on it Every song every bar I'm spazzing on 'em Daddy had told me behave myself The streets and the hoes so he paid the debt One thing had told me be real and be young nigga Nigga was screaming to save yourself In the hood with that gun up on me Money, lean, and my son up on me Watch out for the phony homie they money hungry The hood and the ghetto they told me go get it My mama and daddy had told me go get it The niggas beside me told me go get it Go get it while these fuck niggas gon' spend me I got it when it was a drought I got it when nobody tried My niggas they counted me in When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out When everybody counted me out I had to get back on my shit I had to go and get it Cause I do it for the trap niggas I had to get back on my shit and go and get it I keep my distance from these rap niggas

(Oh) (Oh) (Oh) If tomorrow I lost it all And everything that I have was gone When there's nobody else to call Would you stand by me, would you stand by me? When the world tries to keep me down (When the world tryna keep me down) And there's nobody else around (And there's nobody else around) Keep it real can you tell me now? (Tell me now) Would you stand by me, would you stand by me? (Oh yeah) I don't know why they be playin' with me I lose it all, you stayin' with me Amsterdam, I skipped the red district She love my dawg, but he bad business I could've been in the bed with you I decided to hang with some bad bitches Gave me another chance to prove, but she ain't playin' with me I'm so sorry for that Can I explain? Just give me a second You showed me love and I'll never forget it Say you don't got it, they think you dramatic Loyalty, baby, that shit automatic Brought me to tears, my bro for years Told me no, say he ain't got it Ran it up and I ain't panic How you gon' ride for me? You don't switch no sides with me (Yeah) I need your honesty, no, baby, don't lie to me (Yeah, yeah) Are you gonna stand ten toes? You supposed to give time to me (Yeah) Baby, when shit get real, I need your loyalty If tomorrow I lost it all And everything that I have was gone When there's nobody else to call Would you stand by me, would you stand by me? When the world tries to keep me down (When the world tryna keep me down) And there's nobody else around (And there's nobody else around) Keep it real can you tell me now? (Tell me now) Would you stand by me, would you stand by me? (Oh yeah) What if it all goes south, I get ran out of town For good this time, would you still wanna Wanna hold my hand, let me be your man Let me drive you crazy, are you still gonna Be somebody I can lean on And be somebody I can dream on all night The kind of flame I wanna leave on If you ain't tryna be that, then be gone If tomorrow I lost it all And everything that I have was gone When there's nobody else to call Would you stand by me, would you stand by me? When the world tries to keep me down (When the world tryna keep me down) And there's nobody else around (And there's nobody else around) Keep it real can you tell me now? (Tell me now) Would you stand by me? Would you stand by me? (Yeah) Oh Oh Oh Would you stand by me, would you stand by me? (Oh yeah) Oh Oh Oh Would you stand by me, would you stand by me? (Yeah) How you gon' ride for me? You don't switch no sides with me (Yeah) I need your honesty, no, baby, don't lie to me (Yeah, yeah) Are you gonna stand ten toes? You supposed to give time to me (Yeah) Baby, when shit get real, I need your loyalty

(Yeah) Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) Flooded watch, drop top (Skrrt) Fuck 12, fuck the opps (Okay) Wrist broke (Whip, whip) in the pot Selling rocks (Okay), on the block (Okay) Put up guap, sending shots At your top (Okay), fuck you thought? (Okay) Fucking thots, watch 'em flock Off-white seats (Okay), Off-white socks (Okay) 1800 for a pair of jeans, that's okay I got money, I give all my shooters good pay Headshot with a infrared beam from far away Long as it don't come back to me, I think it's okay Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay) We the wrong niggas to run to, put cake in a funnel Lil' bitch fuck for the bundle Put a Glock in the console, yeah Why the bitch wanna say my name on the gram? Ho, relax (Ho, relax) I beat my gun case Three, four times, can't hold me back (Rrra) And you can never hang around if you owe me racks (If you owe me racks) And I'm not talkin' about navigation I'm with NAV (And I'm with NAV) And I was hangin' in Chiraq, dope on the ave (Gang) And if you sliding with them killers, grab that mask (Turn up) And she be driving on the road, coke in her ass (Yeah) And that first time robbing the plug We ain't coming, no cash (Yeah) Trackhawk 2018, do the dash (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) Ain't give no money so he try to put me on blast, yeah Got them racks, ice attack (Bling) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone, smoke your pack I fell back (Okay), Now I'm back (Okay) Got them racks (Okay), ice attack (Okay) You want beef? (Okay) Ratta-ta (Okay) When you gone (Okay), smoke your pack (Okay) I fell back (Okay), now I'm back (Okay)

No snake can snake me It's like I lived this life before Like I seen this shit happen We ain't got the same blood We just brothers from the mud Grew up in the same hood And the violence so fucked up, my niggas can't judge We gon' sleep around each other 'til we neighbor, uh I'm just tryna wonder when this feeling of my pain stop How you say you love me? You my brother, but gave my name up You must be crazy thinking I changed up I'd do anything, plus give my fame up You know I'd give my fame up You know I will never change up You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck Hen I be gone off the ecstasy Shorty, she gon' get the best of me (Let's get it) And she know I be with killers Her family is not accepting me (My gang, gang) I nutted all in her and left, I told her I got a vasectomy (Yeah) While them niggas get to at-ing me Said they catching me, they stretching me (Grrrah) Warning me, watching my back They know I be gone off the medicine (Gang, gang) My cousin had died on the cam The police got footage and edit it (Big facts) On God, I can't get shit snatched Can't leave, I need that, give it back Fuck shot, I need you kidnapped Surprise, that Glock come gift-wrapped I tatted all my dead homies in my skin (My skin, yeah, yeah) Told them crackers on them B Airways they need yo' pen (Yeah, yeah) Gulp a cup of my lean to wash off my sins (On God) Made my tri-state hoes buy me all my Timbs We ain't got the same blood We just brothers from the mud Grew up in the same hood And the violence so fucked up, my niggas can't judge We gon' sleep around each other 'til we neighbor, uh I'm just tryna wonder when this feeling of my pain stop How you say you love me? You my brother, but gave my name up You must be crazy thinking I changed up I'd do anything, plus give my fame up You know I'd give my fame up You know I will never change up You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck Yo homie said they on me, I be with killas and parolees The niggas police, I know they name-drop You be rapping 'bout that trap, but you ain't never sold nothing I hold a grudge back in '09, you ain't let me hold nothin' You cheat on me, I swear I'll beat you like you stole something Pillow talking to these hoes, yeah, you cold-blooded How you follow me on the 'Gram and you don't like pics? I fucked a bitch, she like her girl, she don't like dick Cum on my nice sheets, they don't like this Bad bitch a Pisces, I keep a nightstick I swear I'm at my nicest, been through my crisis We not to be played with, they on that night shift Niggas tryna stick me up like I ain't never showed no love That petty shit let go, I told you I ain't got no grudge I don't give no fuck, addicted to these drugs When I was down and gone, them niggas ain't send me nothin' See red, I ain't fuckin' with 'Tussin, bite down, I'm busting Shoot first, you clutch, you mad I pressed yo' button You know we read yo' mind, my niggas ain't ducking You know you play with mine, ain't no discussion We ain't got the same blood We just brothers from the mud Grew up in the same hood And the violence so fucked up, my niggas can't judge We gon' sleep around each other 'til we neighbor, uh I'm just tryna wonder when this feeling of my pain stop How you say you love me? You my brother, but gave my name up You must be crazy thinking I changed up I'd do anything, plus give my fame up You know I'd give my fame up You know I will never change up You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck (You know I'm that dude, but you let a lame fuck)

El de los codigos todos ustedes me imitan Real Glizzy Gang no andamos con Smitan Ella quiere un diablo que los feos investigan Yo si los entierro bitch I'm a grave digger Uh grave digger, real killers Pull trigger, real n----s 7 figure type of n----a, bitch La mafia, los diablos, los killers Number one pick Gotta pay me with bricks Moviendo los kilos en New York somos los Knicks Siempre que los matan es saliendo del strip Los únicos en Manhattan con la Glizzy con chip Frio con los crips Frio con los bloods Esto es Santurce we don't give a fuck En el jet privado viajando con Glock Y el 47 que suena como un truck Esto es el Southside conectao con el east side Los diablos de Llorens Yeah you know we gon' stick slide Las perco vainilla Las off-white amarillas Los asesinos en un vicio de pastillas En el lambo a 200 viviendo las millas Van a dar pena si mis diablos te pillan Ahora nos burlamos y todas las prendas brillan El album de un millón Oíste chorro de barquilla El de los codigos todos ustedes a mi me imitan Real Glizzy Gang no andamos con Smitan Ella quiere un diablo que los feos investigan Yo si los entierro bitch i'm a grave digger Uh grave digger, real killers Pull trigger, real n----s 7 figure type of n----a, bitch La mafia, los diablos, los killers Soy la inversion que nadie quizo hacer En la mano un AP, en la otra un Cartier El diablo en persona, el hijo de Lucifer Cabron cuando salgo parece un cartel Minimo diez guaguas SRT y las TrackHawk Un Draco en el Banshee O En el raptor yamaha Aqui si hay cojones Aqui si se declara Si no por debajo del agua se trabaja Esto si es mafia like bro 808 Un tarjetazo y rompemos la Chase VVS diamonds all up in my face Cabron en mis prendas mas de 50k Las prendas en invierno aunque los mande pal el infierno Las glopes son full, we gon burn em Pal descanso eterno Los trabajos de fentynol Vendemos hasta que la DEA venga a movernos El de los codigos todos ustedes a mi me imitan Real Glizzy Gang no andamos con Smitan Ella quiere un diablo que los feos investigan Yo si los entierro bitch I'm a grave digger Uh grave digger, real killers Pull trigger, real n----s 7 figure type of n----a, bitch La mafia, los diablos, los killers

Gang shit, nigga Yeah Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man? This shit's got the most views out of Everything I've ever put up on my shit That little clip, that shit got a million views I ain't never got no views on some shit out Who you think you ahead of? Not us In the S or the Porsche Carerras somethin' Fuck twins like Tia and Tamera somethin' Yeah that boy gettin' bread, Panera, somethin' Landed in the GT, leer or somethin' Put Posto in the Air or somethin' Marry her, she have an affair I'ma spin that ho like Pharris Born in the Chi like Ye But I do crimes like Bump J, I ain't scared of nothin' Passport stamp, young nigga ran up that sack Might as well go to Paris, huh? Woofin, got whacked you embarrassed, huh? Pussy you act like you scared of somethin' Gon' and shoot up the terrorists (shoot up the terrorists) Then they gon' realize it's serious (blah, blah) I ain't even on that, period (period) I'm makin' millions, I'm serious (I'm makin' millions) That money come in various (furious) Can't count it, I get delirious (delirious) I bought my mama a mansion (a mansion) So I can't trip over materials (yeah, yeah) But I'm still dipped in that fashion Know I stay drippin', that's period These niggas drippin', that's period Nah, they can't fly and I'm serious (serious) They right behind, I'm serious (serious) And I'm straight off the 9, now I'm serious Who you gon' send to fuck with me? Take stuff from me or from any of mine? Now I'm curious (I'm curious) Better think 'fore you bust at me If you miss, I'll clap a 50 and, man, now I'm furious Dived in that water, dived like Aquarius Young nigga, we was breakin' the barriers (breakin' the barriers) If you grabbin' that toy, better carry it (better carry it) Tryna hide in that Porsche on some scary shit (fuck yeah) All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius (yeah) My son ain't gotta work because he Gon' inherit it, uh huh (gon' inherit it) We yell, "Gang-gang first," you don't even know your heritage (bitch) Took the cash from verses, I give that shit to charity Lovin' my city like Chano, I swear Why the fuck I still gotta ride everywhere with it? "Herb I seen you on the news, I was worried" We was just jokin' with y'all, that's a parody We don't talk too much, got D's everywhere (everywhere) We still fresh, double G's everywhere (everywhere) I put the VV's everywhere (everywhere) I do Mike Amiri's, every pair And they know me for shittin' on everybody I'm the one that do shit that you hear about I'm the one that told y'all that I move like Obama Then how the fuck they end up with my whereabouts? Why the got the [?] Middle of summer, hot like a sauna We was laid back in the back of the Honda [?] sneak up, anaconda It ain't happen, not one day, your honor I was somewhere eatin' Benihana's Get valet and Lil' Benny to park it All my life I had been in apartments Move to valley, get a crib, I'm ballin' My bitch always primpin', keep ballin' Yes I'm a lil' workaholic Hit the crib with a 50 and all 20's I'ma just make her count all of 'em But I get the backend all blues Nah don't fuck around, bruh, do all of it Know it's goin' right to lil' dude Already got a closet, all shoes Bought 10 pairs of baby G-Fazos And my bitch got a closet with some Loubs Cashed out on the crib, I ain't get the view I'm like, "Fuck it, no problem, it'll do" Mama's crib got a pond, not a pool We had roaches and rats, I ain't get to move I survived through it all, it's true (yes, it's true) Slept on couches and floors all through middle school Now I'm cool, now I'm 'bool Now my car go vroom, (vroom) Niggas hatin' on me, but it's bool Guess I got rich too soon Nigga, I've been rappin' like six years (what?) I seen ten niggas get killed What about me turnin' down them deals? (Huh) Now you pissed off 'cause I switched wheels? Uh, who run it? Limit No Limit run it No Limit Who run it? G Herbo I'm done with this shit