text: On the block with a choppa, it was just me and chop
  I was chilling with killers and scammers
  Niggas know how I rock when I came on the block
  No construction, I play with them hammers
  And fuck 12 them niggas cant stand us
  They shoot at a kid with his hands up
  Rest in peace to my soldiers and for all of my guys
  We gon pour up a four in this Fanta
  Respect a black man on a mission
  From New York to L.A. we crippin
  Let em reflect on the album
  The waiter on the edge i be sipping
  Im trynna get all my guys out the kitchen
  For the money, you know that they itchin
  Free all my real niggas sittin up
  Its not how you falling its how you getting up
  15 on the check-ins, the Loub what Im stеppin, .38 be the weapon no bitchin up
  Its big poppa stunna, you see mе start runnin
  You know its the gang no switching up
  Im toting them chops, you know I got glizzies
  I keep some extra shooters with me
  We trap out the basement, we punching them numbers, you hoping and paying for shipping
  You sayin you fuckin but aint nothing hit me cause I keep a blicky, incase it gets sticky
  And I let it woo, but when Im not crippin, we spin in the wraith, top-down in the renty
  Got one in the head, we aint leave until its empty
  Sippin Henny but we call it 
  We all we mix the Buscemi with all of the Fendi
  My bitch got on Fendi
  Until we live Gucci, I need a tone before I get 60
  Wishing no pity, you wanna make bread, tell em open up Citi
  These niggas don`t walk but they talk about it
  We selling that we dont talk about it
  We flexing up but prove we gon 
  We walk in the spot, then we walk about it
  Gang, Gang
  Man, this shit crazy
  Lotta niggas aint who they say they is, ya feel me?
  Niggas wanna talk that tough shit but when they get touched
  They go run to they momma an shit
  Got they mom inboxin the gang and shit like, you feel me?
  That shit aint gangsta
  That shit aint real
  Uh, call up the Batman, Im Robin, from the flossy, thats Crip and I gangbang
  All my niggas on the same thing, smokin gas while I switch lanes
  Caught a opp up with the hello, black hair by the Regis and Pello
  Im always around niggas know that, keep my jaw locked like Im Kodak
  Throw somethin at me, Ima throwback
  Gang