Run it up run it up can't capture all of us
Looking like Shmurda slidin' on the hood of my Audi truck
Someone bought the gun I put the clip in the bag
Someone, not me, fired on your ass
And I sit back, and I laugh like, hey
At least they missed your face and pushed your girl out the way
Before your daughter was born, she never saw your face
Its probably better that way
Grew up a popstar, with a hot car
With you gone, mom became an icon
Made racks, sent shots with a Nikon
Better than a lifelong
Bet I turn the lights on
And her mind gone
Its trauma
Don't let it fool you
Knot the noose
Screw you
Heinous act
Who knew?
She knew
You knew
Don't let it fool you
Knot the noose
Screw you
Heinous act
Who knew?
She knew
You knew
Ruined her childhood
Twenty years later face it bruh
Six feet below the ground
Hope you in a grave within a grave within a grave within a grave