[Intro]
Ayyy
Gladiator in this bitch boy
Ayyy Day June 30th yo E2 you crazy for this one
Smoke cleared look who crawled out
On my mom I'm about to ball out
Yea, Ayyy

[Verse]
R-I-P Money Mark!
I'm going to scream until my last day
Shit ain't been the same bro I swear since your last day
Hate be coming in, shit be coming in a fast way
Gave n***as my all they ain't even meet me halfway
Stars in a halfway, ???
Circle got smaller, but everybody with me real
Plus I signed a deal, mixtape half a mil
And still sending money to my homies stuck in jail
Growing up in pills, got it on my still
Cuz I know these n***as hungry, I ain't trying to be a meal
Quick to the let the semi spray, any night any day
Stunting on these n***as, they ain't really like me anyway
Rather post a n***a they don't know, before they post they bro
Pillow talking to these bitches, knowing she supposed to know
Mafia costra nost, taking flights coast to coast
Damn I miss my brother, I'm the one that was supposed to go
People say they love you, thats some shit you supposed to show
That some shit you supposed to show
Ain't it?
I said...
Ain't it?
N***a gonna hold up
Yea! Yea!
Spend forty on the rol-e
Try to charge for that... you won't hold me
It's bigger than the money, loyalty is what they owe me
If you thought that I would fold under pressure you don't know me

N***as hate to see me focus on the bag
Hate to see me in a foreign, rather see me in a cab
I'm talking to my bunky about shit I used to have
N***a ever disrespect me I'm going back
Remember when Nipsey died man I swear I had a vision
That, I would probably die, the same place that I be chilling
Lost some close friends, so I'm having problems healing
Heart broken got me in my feelings, I'm gonna kill em

And I know these n***as after me
Know they are
And it took the other half of me
Shot my whole fifty don't need accuracy
I'm gone like a G if they capture me
(For my baby, n***a!)

Capture me
(Ox ??)
This bitch shoot rapidly

Chasing money no one as fast as me
(Road runner)
I told my bitch, she too good for a rapper
(I tried to tell her)
Told her I'd slow down, start moving faster
I even paid for her college, she got her masters
Fuck other bitches, but they don't matter
Remember growning up, my aunt was baptist
Take me to church, sleep on the pastor
See my homie die, what a disaster
Team full of shooters, I tell em blast ya
(Bah! Bah! Bah!)
I got some new bitches, ain't got time for the old ones
You should see the bitch that I fuck after my show done
Said I wouldn't make it, I guess I had to show them
I guess I had to show them
I'm like...
Is we beefing or we posting? Man I'm so confused
It's crazy that the clown shit these n***as do for views
The worst feeling I ever felt was feeling used
And if you cool with that shit, man I ain't feeling you
Have you ever had a dream your man killing you?
(Have you ever?)
And that shit feel true, it's really killing you
And since you acting like an opp, we goin' to kill you too
Man I feel untouchable, I feel bulletproof
I'mma count this money until my hands hurt
That ain't even your shit, man that your man work
(That your man shit)
All that tough shit gonna get that man merc'd
(Buh! Buh! Buh! Buh!)
I ain't scared to wear that tan shirt

[Outro]
You know I ain't scared of that shit man
I ain't scared to go back n***a
(Back n***a)
It's chess not checkers boy, move your pieces right...
(Pieces right)
Be like...
I just look at life differently like...
So many people counting on me...
I can't make no dumb moves, but it-
Ay I'm out here tho, run up n***a you know you gonna get
You gettin drilled tho
Ay that's why we beefing anyway