music yeah hit her on the head to see what she thinks no one ***s with your bitches Day 2 Basics this is my clan no tricks or whops u all follow If i speak, you slip youll cop a f share i know my phone is a trap i don't read niggas i tell myself, if it's cancer i'll hit you with a Leo if you want a big whap damn, i'll give you a stack of fingers i know it's big cap what they tell me, i don't believe it there's no new school here i'm just a fella i count with less than 5 i'm just a few fingers i got the dealers asking will you give me a best run? i got your bitch burning the signal she wants all the dough while i'm in my memories i recreate it for you your path is only yours my grandfather said i can heal you i'll make you sick i can heal you i'll make you sick nigga, i'm talking about money yeah, my team, we do 50-50 cause we grind even really about the business now you know it's life the break is over and you're cheap like a random the yellow is over put me on smack up to ice the mix is over i don't even ask for more in the middle of the night with two bricks, i can handle it in the middle of the night stuck in the trap in the middle of the night the pressure doesn't hold i can tell you a few stories baby, i have so many nigga, i swear *** is you and that trust sound with ctds before it leaves trust karma and balance give me confidence you call him trippy and you give him four slaps this is babyfax i speak clearly from a long time ago don't get confused we are rookies not newbies i know a couple of niggas that still use rags