[Intro]
HGM and 'nem
If niggas know me, then they know I'm still that guy from the middle
Type to put it all on the line in a pickle
Free the red nose bully doin' life in the kennel
Bang in peace to all my steppers that done died from the middle (PB on the track)
[Verse]
Look at my wrist
Indian Filipino joint, look at my bitch
Satin purple on Forgi's, nigga, look at the whip
Wish I could post it on the 'Gram so you could look at the crib
They was sleepin' on Oak Park, I put the hood in the mix
In the A, like, "Where the drank? I need a jugg on a brick"
Niggas postin' gangster shit, still ain't slither for his
Use a sock from out the dirty clothеs to fill up the stick
Check the Wеll Fargo app, waitin' on this million to hit
'Til the paperwork is published, all my killers legit
Ain't pickin' up the phone lately, I been dealin' with shit
PO called me in his office, nigga want me to piss
I'm the reason for they motion, they be hopin' I diss
But I ain't gotta say a word, nigga know he a bitch
They assume it's accidental, but I'm 'posed to be rich
One of the realest out the region, ma', I'm 'posed to be this
They gave him twenty somethin' years, just bought a phone for the clique
Still look out for his mama when I come through the trench
Still look out for his daughter, I'd be wrong if I didn't
Buy a pole off the Wock', leave me 'lone when I'm sippin'
You ain't caught a body for us, you don't belong in our business
Fuck a check, they be out here sellin' souls for an image
Still mad federalies, got a hold of my gremlins
Putin' overtime hours when I'm 'posed to be chillin'
In '05 wasn't a day that I ain't go without thizzin'
Hardly post on Instagram, but they know how I'm livin'
Got a mansion in the hills, my location is hidden
That should tell you that it's real if it's bands on my fitted
Otherwise, it's pure hate, they can't stand niggas winnin'
I'm applaudin' for the youth that got a plan and a vision
Rather put you in position than to hand over chicken
Talked lil' brother out the skit, could tell his mans and him timid
I would hate for you to be the one get blammed with a sentence
Got a play on hella packs, they finna land in a minute
Who was makin' sure you Gucci when yo' family was trippin'?
They don't care about yo' struggle, gotta man up and get it
Tried to tell you more than once, you too stubborn to listen
Instead of focus on the pape', out here fuckin' with bitches
Nigga, fuck all them bitches
Guarantee you see results once you cut off them bitches
You could smell the pape' on us when we jump out them Benzes
Gangster party for the killers, all the thugs in attendance
Let the haters do they job, ain't got nothin' against 'em
What relationship I lost that I'm tryna rekindle?
Survive fonkin' with the hood, still that guy from the middle
Bang in peace to all my steppers that done died from the middle
Free the red nose bully's doin' life in the kennel
Bang in peace to all my steppers that done died from the middle
Free the red nose bully's doin' life in the kennel (Doin' life in the kennel)
