On the phone:
" You probably think I'm crazy.
I mean shit we all get a lil lazy, hazy unpredictable maybe
but when push come to shove and you ain't against that wall,
all you have left is that burner...
Who want some??
I mean fuck niggas.
You all on TV flossing hard now show boatin' for niggas.
Back in the days that was a no no.
You might've got murked by some lame cats just itchin' to burn one.
But its all good tho you look good doing my nigga don't change.
But niggas so fool nowadays.
They pussy.
Can't tell the difference between a bitch and nigga paying to replace his own dick with the shit - they ain't real!
I mean these young niggas quick to get a body.
And they so with the shit they'll kill a nigga momma for a couple thousand..
Meanwhile I'm here.
Watching my back like packs without the straps.
Can't afford to lose my footin' that's why I stay strapped, or double laced however you prefer to take it but shiid my nigga I'm just sayin...
Where the hood go?
Once upon a time we were able to break bread with one another.
Yea we ain't take no shit
But still we knew who was snitchin'.
Cat fishin'
Reachin' for attention ...
This shit crazy.
All my real niggas either dead or locked up in prison -- FREE RED DOT!
Shouts to my real niggas doing fed time..
Aye I wana read you this verse I wrote...
Time change quick when you thuggin
Make love to this money
Fuck a bitch if you hungry
Go get it, its nothing.
War exist if you hustlin'
Out of town plates with a warrant
'Cross three four states with a permit
A .45 and a loaded clip
with a deuce and a quarter pint of that good shit, you know it is
That's how we was when we were young and shit.
Back in the days on Lexington
Flippin birds on the low and shit
Fuckin hoes for practice
When we were bored from thuggin it...
I don't know man I was just writing some shit I'll be home soon yaw hold it down for me. I'm out."
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