This is personal Yo CTFranquicias, KFC, serving the chicken I laugh at you, pussy, you only sing jokes Niggas can't rap, let me talk a little, listen Ask how I've been this morning, I screwed up, ready for business You laugh at what I owe you and you say you don't like it But you're the first to call for a couple of bucks You like to make money, but you're scared of the poor And if they *** you, I'm sure you'll open your mouth You look for money, but money doesn't look for you I don't make deals with new rackets looking for sound If you're lucky, we're gang, everyone at 100 with you No happiness ***, I give you the back for a kilo I make deals with soaps and rats, obvious, I'm a real guy I don't work, it's just the cart, it moves threads from behind The shipment is big for you, let the packs arrive You know, it's big for you, you say He can hit it hard We know you use toys, I have a couple of toys Okay, yeah, one second CTFamilias, come on, yeah, yeah CTFamilias, like Sicilian mafia I put on the ring, now kiss my hand I don't trust rats disguised as people Nor those snakes that don't even get to worms A lot of smoke in the environment in the locomotive This is the stiffness for Codine Soda Give me another one, better call the doctor I'm a big dog ***, now kiss my hand Yeah, CTF's lifestyle, bitch, this is how we live it Give me another one, I just ***ed my kids in Chopped off her ass and I love him, we was spinning To this wrong lane, bitch, and we've been leaning They killed me, shh, because I was going hard On this side, they don't steal, here they put points I have my demons, all ready for the cult They're making money, invert Oh, *** this *** All these pussies talk, they don't even speak And see what they write CTF's lifestyle, bitch, this is how we live it Yeah, *** it What? Nah Nah, nah, nah *