Why the fuck I keep a 40? I ain't made 22 yet It ain't been one day, I just made two checks You niggas must be off, I always catch you reppin' two sets My nigga whippin' babies he gave all the pots loose necks Bullets flyin', all I'm thinkin' is these niggas gotta die tonight I got murder as my appetite, and we gon' eat up homicides When it's crunch time Blow Blow Blow, I got my own mind Imma stretch one of these niggas like it's halftime My niggas throwing bullets harder than Matt Ryan Brand new iced out Rollie, better fuck me just like last time Kill him broad day, bodies droppin' while the sun shine Yeah, You bet' not never think I need you I been through some shit and it get way deeper than needles We really got them same guns you see up on my YouTube I ain't lyin' We slidin', we sprayin' Every house up on my block is really vacant Even though I'm rich as hell a nigga still prayin' Fifteen hundred on some shoes without no laces Fifteen hundred on some shoes like I'm Tebow If I was Russell Westbrook, I ain't goin' back to zero He say that that's his hoe but she go beast mode for me If I was that nigga phone screen he probably still wouldn't touch me Why the fuck I keep a 40? I ain't made 22 yet It ain't been one day, I just made two checks You niggas must be off, I always catch you reppin' two sets My nigga whippin' babies he gave all the pots loose necks Bullets flyin', all I'm thinkin' is these niggas gotta die tonight I got murder as my appetite, and we gon' eat up homicides When it's crunch time Blow Blow Blow, I got my own mind I ain't go no budget, bitch I'm in my zone I got a short bitch, she look like Nia Long Diamonds come from Johnny and not Avianne She said she love me and I skated like I work at Sonic's Aye, Rolex don't tick nigga, I was just bummy as hell Ochocinco, I was catchin' a sale I do my time, it ain't hard for me to go catch a cell I damn near went deaf, I'm just happy we here Clean it up for my plug, it be vacuum sealed Mama couldn't pay the bills, I was killin' Bud Lights I'm still riskin' my career when I could live a better life The truth was always sleep, you was always tellin' lies It would be a present if they change, I would not be surprised The H is for the hate, it be right in they eye And it's crazy you gotta turn around and tell 'em goodbye If love was sold in the store, I still wouldn't buy it nigga Why the fuck I keep a 40? I ain't made 22 yet It ain't been one day, I just made two checks You niggas must be off, I always catch you reppin' two sets My nigga whippin' babies he gave all the pots loose necks Bullets flyin', all I'm thinkin' is these niggas gotta die tonight I got murder as my appetite, and we gon' eat up homicides When it's crunch time Blow Blow Blow, I got my own mind