On Sight

[Verse 1: TJ Porter] Straight up out the trenches, they ain't show me no love Now a young rich nigga taking first class trips (Yeah) Used to be a youngin sellin' dimes as dubs Now I'm running through the money 'fore I make that shit So you know we keep the chops 'cause the envy me As soon as we see an opp, know it's R.I.P.​ You can see it through my shirt, yeah, my chain icy I'm a young rich nigga, wanna be like me [Verse 2: Calboy] I'll spend a couple racks on ice Swear to God, it's a nickle and dime You don't know what I see with my eyes Boy, you lying, you ain't take no life Hit the mall, I ain't checking no price​ Burning, gotta get a 'Wood, get high Spot his ass, we'll kill him on sight And my dawgs in the trap all night [Verse 3: TJ Porter] Bitch, we gon' kill him on sight Chain on froze and my wrist on ice Stare long, you might lose your life Have your homie knock you off if the price is right Off of 122nd, we wild, boy In the stu', I'm with 147 Calboy (Yeah) I came up with my brothers, we ground boys Yeah, potatoes, they cover the "blaow" noise [Verse 4: Calboy] I'm too busy serving niggas Don't hit my phone 'less it's urgent Yeah, I be working, so I be curving bitches You gotta earn it Stand on that block if you workless, yeah, I be churching niggas You got some nerve, lil' nigga Ain't put in no work, lil' nigga I let it blow like it's legal Been down your block, let it burst It feel like the purge, lil' nigga [Verse 5: TJ Porter] I let it blow like it's legal Always in a G5, fly like an eagle Tinted up the V, no windows see-through We gon' slide on your block, clean it up, no sequel Diamonds in the face, yeah, they crushed up now Bitches who done curved know they fucked up now I was singing all my songs, yeah, the crowd too loud I'm a young wild nigga, no, I can't calm down [Verse 6: Calboy] That chopper gon' sing like a harmony I'm from the trenches, I lost a few niggas I swear they done took a lil' part of me I keep a stick and it's fully-loaded Fuck niggas thinking 'bout robbing me We will not talk, ain't no arguing We got more sticks than an armory Told a bitch mind your business, don't bother me