Type of demons you find in hell
He want five or better we gon' fly the mail
Two types in this world: you either buy or sell
He won't say a word to 12, probably gone die in jail
Barely wanna wear my watch, tou know they say time will tell
Lawyer well acquainted with your honor we don't gotta tell
Baby Brodie did it for the block so he don't gotta bail
Youngest hitters make 'em sit the bench, they don't play a lot
Durk losin' Von make me think about Gray a lot
Cartier blood diamond wrist cost a few to bling
Pussy good, if I propose I get her a NuvaRing
Wrong hood you dead here
I been gettin' dressed in case it's pictures, think it's feds near
Most my niggas face-tatted with tears or on the fed tier
Gotta keep the stick around
Certain information shouldn't leak, I think a snitch around
Know it's ceilings for 'em when we catch him, don't be bitchin' now
Stand up nigga system got em how they sit 'em down
30 for insurance, don't do Geico
Where I'm at the pipe go
I can call a fiend to give 100 grams lypo
Half of 30 Percocet, I call her for the throat and neck
If he a opp and he ain't dead then he ain't never pose a threat
Hammer spin, blowin' Cali buzz, this banana piss
Prayin' to the heavens panoramic shit
We don't do no pork, beat the courts, I might lease a Porsche
Lamborghini trucks on Lion Ave—who the king of Newark?
My killers know my mother, family, brothers, we need each other
The wolves get to howlin' 'cause they hungry, I feed 'em suckas
Fightin' for his life but he givin' up
25 to life, we send 'em pics, he gotta live through us
Gave niggas guns, gave 'em bread, I never give 'em trust
Barely puttin' cut into the product how we get the rush
Gang gang!