no cap

a down south we here i kicked the door down

yea yea you already know what it is

free the real yea

mike smiff nigga

let me talk my shit nigga yea

r.i.p. my boy rey

that was my fucking nigga

paranoid to this day 'cause i don't know who did it

all this pain turned a nigga to a fucking killer

riding 'round popping jiggers still clutching pistols

had pressure with lil cheefa

we wasn't even speaking for real

talked to him the other day

we no longer beefing for real

seen young b but ain't speak to that nigga

i love him like a lil brother but he hurt my feelings

i'm like damn everything a nigga did for you

fuck smiff the last thing i post to hear from you

everybody like chill man

he just a kid

that nigga twenty something year old he ain't no fucking jit

it ain't no problem that that nigga couldn't have brought to me

whatever it was it could have sat me down and talk to me

thinking back

reminiscing it could have been different

i tried to give them niggas game them niggas ain't listen

use to sit fatz down and try to speak to him

me and big man always use to preach to him

now my nigga locked up doing ten and shit

and everybody told on him who went in with

went that pressure on niggas fold every time

bring the whole click down look at 6ix9ine

thank god everyday that i don't owe no favors

ain't nobody help me get out here and get this paper

so why these down south promoters always tryna play me

always negotiating

never tryna pay me

when any time i'm in the biddy man

you know it's litty

a nigga booked on this road you can keep them pennies

niggas already know how it go yes sir

one monkey don't stop no show

i saved a lot of niggas lives

i can't even lie

my young niggas wanted to slide so many times

bumped into him at the store my nigga up that steel

i told my nigga just chill let that nigga live

when that nigga hear this song

he gone know it's real

ain't got to say yo name

you know who you is

i don't know why niggas act like i ain't really bout it

when my niggas the ones out here catching all the bodies

savage life

we were moving like the cartel

free my nigga bad ass

free marcel

sliding through the one

looking for my nigga boota

me and was in the water like a barracuda

heard my nigga poppa j on that molly now

when i was broke

he was the only one that held me down

heard my nigga down bad losing weight and shit

i can't see him like that

i can't take that shit

shit hurt a nigga heart man i hate that shit

hope my nigga bounce back

i hope he shake that shit

sitting back smoking weed

thinking 'bout my future

as long as black jack alive

i know i got a shooter

ain't grow up with my nigga

but i love my nigga

never asked me for a penny

he been loyal to me

me and dre use to argue 'bout a lot of shit

one week before he died we had a argument

i think about it everyday man

my nigga dre

a nigga love you man

that something i ain't get to say

i had a lot of respect for you

i hope you knew that

you use to tell me put on for naranja

i'm gone do that fore real

in another nigga city with a big pistol

drinking brown liquor

chewing on a skittle

thinking 'bout my niggas in the penitentiary

sitting back wishing shit could have been different

sitting back wishing shit could have been different