JD on the track... It's a Leekeleek banga My young niggas go 7:30, these fuck niggas they tryna hurt me This street shit we ain't worried, like shout out my brother Birdie When you can't call him bro, can we count up to our money, uh, uh My niggas ain't bout that ra ra, they gon' do what they say they is Opps be all on my top, that .45, that's a lemon squeeze See my brother tried to beast, they chapter threes I keep that FN on me, 'cause they want me They say they catch me they gon' do me dirty Two in my head like a Wall jersey Slept in the trenches roaches crawled on me Ain't like no pictures 'cause my wall's dirty Had a baby by a bitch who with other turf For Booka do double life for my brother worth They wanna see me die, they see my mother hurt We don't fall out for no niggas, I put my brother first I'ma take these Percies 'til my stomach burst I lost my cousin, made my stomach hurt And with this fame I kill any nigga wanna see Varney hurt Put my life on the line for niggas who don't put me first My young niggas go 7:30, these fuck niggas they tryna hurt me This street shit we ain't worried, like shout out my brother Birdie When you can't call him bro, can we count up to our money, uh, uh My niggas ain't bout that ra ra, they gon' do what they say they is Opps be all on my top, that .45 that's a lemon squeeze See my brother tried to beast, they chapter threes I keep that FN on me, 'cause they want me In my brothers I believe 'em, until the end I guarantee, yeah You got my loyalty indeed, and a couple Glocks if you need them And we gon' stick to the procedure, you got my back and always even We just some vultures they can't seize us, we go to war for Four Six, uh Only fan, yeah that's my legion, from the nine you can catch this ether Watch the bullets catch and watch their soul leave 'em Ay boo, they called us creatures, bro they tweakin' They play with me I leave 'em, got some feeders My young niggas go 7:30, these fuck niggas they tryna hurt me This street shit we ain't worried, like shout out my brother Birdie When you can't call him bro, can we count up to our money, uh, uh My niggas ain't bout that ra ra, they gon' do what they say they is Opps be all on my top, that .45, that's a lemon squeeze See my brother tried to beast, they chapter threes I keep that FN on me, 'cause they want me