[ Featuring C-One ]
Been running my block we run this borough big facts,
Stop running mo farah get back and do a man proper,
3 blacks and 3 tt right now I got it on me, smoke den smoke another for free,
All now I ain't seen none of dem neeks, don't know where could one of dem be,
Tryna leave man s.a.d wid my p.r about outside we are,
No indirects ima tell you here, it's really on sincere,
Throw two g's in da air like Gucci me I old school no fear,
A's up till I freeze up just ease up you could never be on my peer's,
I jerked both twins gang got both grins what's dats bro a family affair,
Heard two two snitches still on things still don't know whats happening dere,
Free 90 doe he tried, when I see him still got bine,
Ain't gotta say man know ima gunna young thug I'll slatt your slime,
Who's on me if i see you with your bitch tell her I'm not sorry,
We got bodies if you see me wid a stick rude boy it's not hockey,
I'm loving it like Mac dees, for your one I got down three,
Not one of dem is badder dan me, and dats big facts,
Back den it was ridgebacks, and a flick shank,
Now da arms fire widda kickback, so yo big man,
So don't gimme not chit chat just get
Back,
Anytime I spin dat, know sutting got ringed at, or ying dat,
We winning dats big facts, Nar brudda it's big facts it's big facts,
Harry pots don't wave his wand it's a
Lie,
I'll swing my shank till he don't respond feeling like James Bond with a knife,
Still don't know how dizz didn't drop but even he knows dat I tried,
Gang get dumpy crack man's humpty smoke he's yolk wid da guys,
Ima beat like eight o eight widda
Nine,
And it's peak no one's exempt from da
Bine,
It's f******* Nana slipped and he took the wrong left that night it's lovely,
If I owed corn just know I left cob dem sides trust me,
I'm really on better tell your bitch mind her mind,
Cos cus I won't mind her mind, wen it's riding time,
My bullets don't hide it's live, tryna feed a man bine on bine,
Niggas tell lies on lies I don't drive just slide now if you get bine it's mine,
Nar brudda keep talking if I don't catch a man walking I'm gonna find his guy,
And wen I'm air forcing I'm gonna dig dat all in gonna be a slimy night,
And we know it's still woody or it could've been my cge's,
Niggas know what's goody squeeze first I'm bringing my machine wid me,
You know bare g's in my unit from knee high was a gully young buck,
Try know If dey was on dese sides dem man couldn't get a seat in my truck,
Who's really on stuff none don't really want smoke wid me,
Finna come tru in a polo g wid my poll on me,
Might get glee'd on a backroad brudda we roll in peace,
Smoking g's I don't smoke in a snap just fill up a stolen jeep,
No phone on me den I get back from da get back smoking a cone it's sweet,
Didn't mean get back dat would emply dere scoring,
Dey say he's on stuff I bored him and he begged for his life appalling,
Don't tell me bout rides been touring tell my youngboys keep putting your all in,
We swing it and dig it or corn him how'd you think dem man keep tripping and falling,
And how many mothers been mourning no cap bro really did him like dat,
Smoke both grins wid my killers it's calm walker where spinning right back,
I talk smoke and walk it fluent Even Nike told me to just do it,
Niggas died from my influence
