Grab my 9 and load it up in case These pussies running up Listen to me bitch I keep it buck and I don't give a fuck Suicidal mothafuckas scared to pull that trigger tho Haters on my dick just like bitch they acting like a hoe Rain down the bullets bitch I'll send you down below On my gang I'm leave you leaking Bleeding in the snow here I go With my killas switching lanes Then we gone Frame banging every whip that I ever fuckin owned Sliding in that chaser, chasing niggas like I'm Jason Aye Here to take my mothafucka spot, no more waiting Aye Always on my grind ain't got no time for no vacations Ya'll don't want no smoke, burning rubber till you choke Yeah Burnin rubber till you choke out And I ain't fucken with the same people Different faces showin now But don't get it twisted Gotta stay realistic So we keep on pushing forward Try to stay optimistic But it's seemin like Its always hard to find the bright low Things are moving much farther Simply cause it won't show So the distance always greater Cause you livin the lie I'm coming with my black tie Semi auto combined And need to wake up Ya'll be livin in a dream state Dazed and chasin and all the bullshit That is true and to the taste Come to terms, not in cases Keep on drownin in phases Don't be followin the sheep To be trapt in the pages