[Intro]
Diamonds cook this shit up
It’s the dawg
Broski gone bounce out the car, go to working that button you’d think he was trained or sum’
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Broski gone bounce out the car and go to working that button, you’d think he was trained or sum’
It really don’t matter where we at, if we see him, that’s that, lil’ bro get to bangin’ on him
Nigga you got the money or not? You finna get shot, the fuck you explaining for?
A real warlord with the chop’, clearing shit out, bitch when it rain it pour
I’m the one your mom told you to stay away from when you was younger cause she know I’m a dangerous boy
It ain’t no hesitation, I swang’ the sword
What the fuck you think that big bro used to pay me for?
I got my name with my block
Pushing hеroin and ‘caine on the block
Dumb nigga think he camе on the block
Got his dumbass slain with the knot
Dope flow through my vein every shot
Coke stain from the bowl in the pot
Unc’ spent twenty dollars, got a rock
Took him to the front room, let him rot
Real product of my environment, stolen car, open up fire on ‘em
I love the bros, I’ll die with ‘em
I know they don’t got the same energy, Ion’ expect niggas to be cut like me
[Bridge]
“Hey papi, you been talking crazy”
I’m not crazy
Don’t call me crazy
I’ll show you crazy
[Verse 2]
I feel asleep, saw broski body
Reach ‘round, feel for the pole beside me
Umi don’t think it’s a soul inside me
Whole life long, lived murders and robberies
Pray to Allah, no broski got me
When I’m working the spot, he the one who watch me
I’m in the field with blood on my cleats
He got hit by the bushes, lot of blood on the leaves
Broski think I’m Kanye crazy
Searching high and low for time yeah lately
Standing over the stove with all kinds of bids
The biggest dog, shake off the rabies
It’s a Hellcat, he a dumbass if he chase me
Two hundred on the dash, made for racing
Broad daylight, we put face to pavement
Umi told me she think I need a cleanse
Imma keep selling dope till’ I buy me a Benz
When I’m on the road, I think ‘bout the man
It was what it was, and it is what it is, I wish I could hear you say it again
I look in the mirror, scream bloody murder
Came home, shirt bloody from murder
Shit get deeper than rap verses
I keep seeing these black hearses
It feel like you watching me
I told you ain’t no stopping me
I showed you I’m the one for this
I showed you I ain’t starting that shit
Type of nigga to back the reaper down
I ain’t never ran from nobody
I’m a real made man like John Gotti
