I know that you miss me, but you got too much on your mind You're too naive, more than I'll be I heard another n***a got left last night That's why I gotta keep a heater on my right side Walk up to a phone, call a n***a, say my homie died Feel like the realest of them all, I'm on my lonely flight I, I get so high, oh my, I get so fly Blood all in my eyes, I ain't seen real life I seen thugs cry, I seen thugs fly Ayy, let's go about it, you ain't got none Ayy, what I know, Gizzy is a Teflon Ayy, you play with Gigi, get your head blown Oh, I went a-movin' down, he didn't come They take 30 and it kill my soul I do anything to protect my bros I'm droppin' bags, but you ain't tryna go to war Just send that Eddie Berry pop, that bet you don't I met your momma, put your head down in that flow Shoot you in my Raleigh, I'm like, bitch, it's time to go They call us glizzards, cut them clocks, that's what we do I saw that *** go in your nose, bitch, this *** all I know I heard another n***a got left last night That's why I gotta keep a heater on my right side Walk up to a phone, call a n***a, say my homie died Feel like the realest of them all, I'm on my lonely flight I, I get so high, oh my, I get so fly Blood all in my eyes, I ain't seen real life I seen thugs cry, I seen thugs fly All reps go to hell, you know it ain't no tellin' And you know what they say though, all thugs go to heaven We got J5, 7's, Glocks, 9's, and Mac 11's Don't matter where I go, it's still forever J7 I got n****s brush a melon I just make the damn call, my n***a, he a felon I turned him to a damn boss All them n****s ***in' with me, *** they think I'm playin', dawg It was a big shootout and you got caught in the damn cross Come and sweep that whole block, yup, like a damn mop Skirt off in that stolen lamb, and we call that a lamb chop Two bitches on the west side, make em suck the same cock Hit em from they best side, I think they got the same doc I heard another n***a got left last night That's why I gotta keep a heater on my right side Woke up to a phone call, a n***a said my homie died Feel like the realest of em all, I'm on my lonely flight I, I get so high Oh my, I get so fly Blood all in my eyes, I seen real life I seen thugs cry, I seen thugs fly I seen I know that you miss me But you got too much power More tonight Than I'll be alive Too I'm Not used to Too