ion beg

my niggas all dying

all these hoes lying

rap niggas fake

broke niggas crying

i give my left nut to see a rat nigga frying

hoes i gotta dig a dime

niggas wanna see me in the pen

without a thing

they wanna see me fall

without a wing

wanna see me in the winter

without a mink

wanna see my eyes closed

without a blink

well

fuck you and your kin then

pop my collar and rev my engine

big bag of dope and i'm bout to go bingin'

throw a cocaine convention

i gotta chill

i got a deal now

so i can't kill niggas over stare downs

but over money

niggas know not to play around

you a killer? me too

we both hell bound

they wanna know

my unknown whereabouts

they ain't happy till they know i'm in the jail house

but telling is a line i won't dare cross

we all know life just a mere cross

don't let me do it to 'em

dear lord

my nigga it's whatever

i don't feel law

i don't dig the part

and all mercy