I Tried

[Intro] Where we at? Blockworks Lets get it [Verse 1] Spear chuckin', brodie just got out so he don't fear nothin' Heard he just got took the other day, that shit shit had tears runnin' Down my face, spin a hundred out the Drac Before you could count to eight Y'all know the vibrations and the sounds it make Smoking out a pound of cake, my bricks come a thousand eight Got some heat on my feet that I can't even pronunciate I been him since out the gate Nobody knew that I was fuckin' Kelly Bundy Never met Christina Applegate But I got some cold pink toеs, bottom apple shape Kind of remind mе of how that Hi-Tech in a Snapple taste Snitches want me back in jail, wishing they could crack the safe Weight was over on the scale, had to whip it back in shape Wish I could elaborate but I ain't trying to catch a case I'm just trying to coke white the 'Bach and matte black a Wraith Catch a nigga lacking with this fully, let it activate He thinking that it won't happen like just because he strapped, he safe [Chorus] 'Cause I got more friends in the grave than I got that's alive Pray for forgiveness and repent, my Lord knows that I try They shot the truck up, bro got hit, that day I almost died I had to be way more selective with who I call my guys 'Cause I got more friends in the grave than I got that's alive Believe me! 'Cause I got more friends in the grave than I got that's alive What else? [Verse 2] I ain't gon' tell on myself, don't need no ride along Just me, myself and Irene, lean in my styrofoam Born alone, die alone, no crew to keep my crown or throne Now we touching keys like a motherfucking xylophone Private homeowner, two Benzes, trolley and a Rover Double B done slid for a brother whether right or wrong Lately I been on some other drip, Cartier isotoners Trying to clone a hundred million cash through this microphone I belong at the top, this shit in me, they just got it on Never had to try to keep up with these niggas, I'm a Jones Pradas on my tippys, moving product out in Ypsi Whipped a brick in Flint water then I popped up in a Bentley From U of M to Pittsburgh, I scored the Zach Gentry Acting like he get the same number as Blocks, you can't convince me So miss me with that cappuccino frappé that y'all be into Pussy ass nigga belly yellow as a Pikachu [Chorus] 'Cause I got more friends in the grave than I got that's alive Pray for forgiveness and repent, my Lord knows that I try They shot the truck up, bro got hit, that day I almost died I had to be way more selective with who I call my guys 'Cause I got more friends in the grave than I got that's alive Believe me! 'Cause I got more friends in the grave than I got that's alive What else?