Follow my footsteps, used to ante up for a sack From Vang Hill to Moon, you me, I got to get you back on the stolen V's with he-ho chase you Cop a six more time and 3 years
We be offender, bender, no retreat, no I'm the number one I got a new game plan, strictly name brand Layin' in the pound hunted, footin' through your town
On some shit that get you burnt Amputated all the coats, and get cremated Never been B-rated, my 5 plated is how I get I have family driving in the daytime wit they head lights
I'm daily of a life gleamin' That life we in, how to and what's the meanin' The fact that rules, these last days We the last crews, my wars and my past rules
soldier, no matter the goal We closer, for bitch ass niggas, it's just about over I'm in it for the long haul, this out To all my true livin' dogs and my
Don't talk about it, it happen Don't fake it The Hennessey act, got you gat You wanna block, try to hold
Son you livin' on my time, try to overshine Play your P, your position I stay with G, stay on a Precisely, good, wit game, I'm
son, still shiesty You in your eight fifty, ridin' If you can count your money, you ain't got And bitches beat game tight
Baby, get the name right, see G. comin' a train light And be don pretending But I'm armed and bendin', so can get the John Lennon dollar gator players Silk and champagne, don't know a thing about the damn game
I'm daily thinkin' of a gleamin' life we in, how to obtain and what's the meanin' The fact that rules, these last days We the crews, my present wars and my past rules
True soldier, no matter the We gettin' closer, for bitch ass niggas, it's about over I'm in it for the long haul, goes out To all my livin' dogs and my Soho
My artistic creation, or decoration set the nation With Alpha Station of lacin', for all occasions and events, for big dollars and cents Makin' niggas past tense, it's
All I see around me, up the place But if you don't hold down your space, you quickly get Don't waste, a thought, I ain't gon' be bringin' the guns that grants
To my body, and stinkin' as I back draft, on the last glass, and trap crash Catch the hash blast, I puff the black wrath the tricks of the trade, to be self made Those who slept, stay they started and got played
I'm daily of a life gleamin' That life we in, how to and what's the meanin' The that cash rules, these last days We the last crews, my present and my past rules
True soldier, no the goal We closer, for bitch ass niggas, it's just about over I'm in it for the long haul, this out To all my livin' dogs and my Soho