Let them talk on the kid to the culting babyBury the lies, who's tryna call my bluffAnd I know they're crazy, and I gotta trySee how much real as it gets on the his little babyDamn if it gets on the timepiece dailyBreaking the chat, that's a call to the brosThat's family, faster that * than steakScreaming all slap *, and I never swear it meantAnd I heard what your voice said, manPray the bros see years of the penIn the station, I'm off to the side, ain't paying a penNobody here hears me, and these words can turn into violenceKnow I'm men, I'm making them fear meNo lies to me, free seriesBlacked out with a flipstone in meWon't talk, but I'll make them hear meIn the ghost, but the engine's airyRaries and Bentaygas, I'm rolling in styleIf an old friend asks for a favor, I know itIs you've spoken a lotBro *, keep it organicNew words, push it all backSound from the stories, always tragicYou could end up John B, it's backNiggas know that I will never boastBut I always see them do the mostPushing different realms, burnin' ghostsWhen you take it, it's nice, a different coastLet them see my life's been the sameIf you do it, what are they gonna blame you?Wranglin' for the painYour storytelling keep me feelin' stableTook my name, but they barely know meTuck in your chain, we takin' it roadlyI won't go, let them knowYeah, it's so hard to keep your weightI'm on the road to putting your lifeCause how many times did you go straight?If you adore me, you don't care about what we saidThought you'd leaveBaby, never think twice what I spentGucci kicks, I don't need no holdersNever need ordersPrayin' out loud before I go to sleepBut I feel so hopelessTakin' a blow without your reachI don't need no soldiersStruggle to focusI go over and say noGucci kicks, I don't need no holdersTrap, I'll sit with a hundred soldiersI don't need noMore alcohol, baby