[ Featuring Mah ]
I've been living off revenge, so I'ma slide and spin again
Took a couple L's with it, but it taught me how to win
I ain't crying over spilled milk, cause I got thick skin
We in this defense with them Gens, pull up on us, that's the end
How many blocks have you spinned?
How many shots have you sent?
They pussy, I smell the scent
We riding around with them sticks
You can't get up in this whip unless you bouncing with your own blick
Ever since I left my granny house, I've been on grown shit
I ain't never right my wrongs, shit, I don't even write my songs
Head shot, hit him in his top, off with his dome
They know that we brackin, burgundy and red flagging
If it ain't a hundred on the scene, then you know we ain't whacking
When they slid, we slid back
And you know that that's a fact
Slide through, ain't asking questions, we just looking at his tats
I'm from the land where they killing, you will die over a hat
Where your homies, they'll turn on you and stab you in your back
So I gotta stay focused, fully equipped I be loaded
I pour the six and the two, it got me sipping and swerving
My fingers itching, I'm on it, you got your pistol, then blow it
We really do the unspoken, he died for words that was spoken
Lil' baby wet like the ocean, I'm diving in, I be floating
He be claiming he own it, we camping out in the morning
I got so used to scoring, the choppers got used to scorching
Won't sell my soul for no fortune, niggas know YS important
I come from Stanford Ave, where niggas don't make it out
They been plotting, trying to take me out
I been riding with the lasers out
Granny told me take the safer route, I was outside hanging out
We'll stick him up, he ain't one of us bitch, we been on the paper route
I can get a nigga gone off a head nod, I done got my rankin' up
Every time I run up to a nigga from the other side, we make him hang it up
My big bro was just the level four, he was in there shanking stuff
Said he put this Piru shit on his back, they know that we dangerous
This shit got too deep, you ain't got a body, you can't hang with us
Niggas always trying to do shit that we do, they can't bang with us
Niggas shot at me from the corner I'm thinking he off Angel Dust
Would've got up close, re-arranged his face, hollows would've ate him up
Every nigga on my squad face hot bitch, we been known for tapin shit
I ain't even gonna lie, I ain't been the same since I bought the Katy clip
They blew first and I blew back, no drive-by's we be chasing shit
Been on both sides of that barrel, stand on all ten, I just be facing it, no cap
