Life goes on take it verse after verse
Bury my pain put my hurt in the dirt
Gave up on love cus that shit get you merk
All this pain in my heart got me going berserk
Aint no pain in my songs all this shit come from anger
My gma been praying she feel im in danger
But imma keep moving and toting my banger
Til them niggas run down ill be running the game up
And im tired of these niggas who flex like they wit it
When bidness get shaky im standing on bidness
No love for these niggas they snakes in the grass
And if niggas want snake me then shit uh get wicked
They say they support all the dreams i envisioned
But pray on my fall like that shit was a mission
Im swinging and hitting i cant do no missing
A deaf man gon hear me the blind see the vision
They travel to get me up off of my pivot
Cant at me in tweets so they pay me a visit
Come meet yo maker Dont make me no different
When glocks out i bet that snake turn to a cricket
Yall dont scare shit need to stop allat hissing
His momma dem worried cus he done went missing
Dont cry for em now when you knew he was tripping
You love em them tell em to stop allat dissing
You say you got bodies then show me you bout it
That choppa had flipped em like turning a profit
Got trust in my smacka he said that he got em
Then that mean he got em i dont have no problems
Im killing these niggas they pay me to stop it
I pull my glock out then i shoot i dont cock it
Talk shit about me nigga you better watch it
Heard 7.62s he took off like a rocket
Feel like the migos im fuckin yo bitch beat her lace off
She gon offset off that quavo then takeoff
He wanted smoke till my glock took his face off
I be the boss fuck around and get laid off
Laid out on the dirt bro shake back nigga get up
Out wit his potna fuck round got lit up
How you get caught lacking but you keep a stick tuck
That shit dont make sense but is straight he aint mean much
I hit the road ill be gon for a few months
This is not fair for the record its 2-1
Knife in my face imma savage like 21
He talk like he gangsta i know he wont do nun
They saw my myk g hit the block made they crew run
Shot up they spot mad it crumble like crouton
Y′all niggas ain't gangsta y′all fold like a futon
My name gon hold weight bitch I'm talking a few tons
Fuck allat talking let's shoot us a movie
Blow up yo block then go fuck on a groupie
Yo bitch on my dick so I know that she fucking
Pull out my camera I film while she sucking
I won′t slow down til I sell out arenas
Can′t match wit my racket like Venus Serena
I'm married to money ain′t signing the prenup
They wait on my music like it was a reup
