Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephon Aaron Ramsahai
Songwriter
Lyrics
(Hey, it can be done jus not the way you want it)
(It can be done exactly how I want it)
(The only question is are you the man to do it?)
Yea
Reast in peace my nigga Iz
My nigga Pop
(figure it out)
Rest in peace my nigga Q
(thats what I'm paying you for)
My nigga Smurf
Black Rose Gang forever baby (yea)
And everythings on go
They don't want no smoke
I prolly should of been dead
My bestfriends all ghosts
Back then I would risk a charge jus to spend all on hoes
Like this is all I know, you know how the shit goes
Shouts out to the blow, 1 time for the load
Told the plug look out, 1 time for the low
I'm jus tryin get back, these niggaz round me strapped
Fuck around get clapped, you niggaz better get back (grraahh)
Made my first few racks couldn't even act right
Tricking off my past life
Still bout that trap life, In the same clothes from last night
This old money, new bitch
Rose gold, new wrist
Niggaz stole my old flow
Hear me now like who this?
That murda murda that new shit
Fuck boys won't do shit
Wave God on my cruise ship
Don't wind up on that news clip
Them pigs bringing them cuffs out
Smiling all in my mug shots
Rats still in my backyard
Zombies all in my drug house (yea)
These bitches round me bugged out
Thinking I was gon wife that
Hit the blunt then walk out
Told the hoe I be right back
Got money on mind (money on my mind)
Murda for whats mine (murder for whats mine)
Heard ya lil rhymes
That shits a joke these niggaz liars
Wheres all this coke you niggaz sold? (huh?)
Dope you niggaz sold? (huh?)
Broke these niggaz owe, so much they down to sell they soul
You know I'm sticking to the grind (sticking to the grind)
Real nigga vibes (real nigga vibes)
Shit been getting wild
I jus thank God I'm still alive
Feel like these demons still trying to haunt me
Ex bitches still want me
Make pussies bleed no monthly
These rap niggaz don't want beef (nah)
We all in go all out
Niggaz ride no stall out
Big shit clear a mall out (yea)
See the shit you might fall out (boom)
I'm still waiting for a call out
They don't wanna do that tho
Facto, run his snitch ass right back in that rat hole
It's movie time no act tho
Tell the hodd back I'm back yo
Ain't mothing change I'm still about that cash flow
Murda
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