Niggas want me dead, bitch, nigga, come slide
I'm right here on the ass with this Glock 4-5
Been a year since you died, still dreaming you a lie
Tell that I'm lost when you look me in my eyes
* get real when you up in that feel
I got the juice, I ain't cute, but I keep it still
Henny nice in Miami, I told him for real
When he streets for real, you don't really want no beef for real
Cash money, I'm a soldier, a hot boy, block boy
Slime with that Glock, boy
And I one-cup your bitch, cause she a tomboy
Talk till we slide down your block with that convoy
I don't even know these niggas, why they talk so much
A broke nigga get my verse, then I don't cost enough
Let this bitch bitch hop, get sick and get the coffin
That she wanna pay, that choose to be, then tell that bitch to offer up
When I look inside the mirror, don't know what I do
I see, deep down I know the devil got control of me
The daily mind down and left a hole in me
Why I'm losing everybody that's so close to me
I feel alone with this pain like it's only me
Got me thinking maybe this is how it's supposed to be
Can't let the devil keep controlling me
If it wasn't for this money, they wouldn't notice me
All black as I creep through the city
Know some niggas want me dead, but they gotta come and get me
I been black and with this party, but my Glock now a whole fifty
Caught a sucker up in traffic, introduced him to the city
Since 1998, I swear this street * been in me
Lost my brother to a bullet, wish that bullet never hit him
I done fell out with some niggas who used to gang with me
Last time I seen him, he got slapped and we shifted
On me, I could've been, played you niggas out
I tried to give you niggas life and help you niggas out
Been sliding on them niggas on behalf of two
When it was me, she get too wide being cute
* get real when you up in the streets
Got me * with some niggas I ain't never meet
I was sliding, sending shots on behalf of she
So I know I die for him and he'll die for me
When I look inside the mirror, don't know what I see
Deep down I know the devil got control of me
The daily mind down and left a hole in me
Why I'm losing to everybody that's so close to me?
I feel alone with this pain like it's only me
Got me thinking maybe this is how it's supposed to be
Can't let the devil keep controlling me
If it wasn't for this money, they wouldn't notice me
Niggas want me dead, bitch, nigga, come slide
I'm right here on the ass with this Glock 4-5
Been a year since you died, still dreaming you a lie
Tell that I'm lost when you look me in my eyes
* get real when you up in the field
I got the juice, I ain't cute, but I keep the steel
Any nights in Miami, I told he for real
Any streets for real, you don't really want no beer

I'm a soldier, hot boy, block boy
Rhyme with that Glock, boy
I don't want to cut your bitch, she a tomboy
Tap till we slide, now you don't black with that convoy
Telling me
Like the devil keep controlling me
Ain't wouldn't notice me
If it wasn't for this money, they wouldn't notice me
When I look inside the mirror, don't know what I see
Deep down I know the devil got control of me
The daily mind down and left a hole in me
Why I'm losing to everybody that's so close to me?
I feel alone with this pain like it's only me


Got me thinking maybe this is how it's supposed to be
Can't let the devil keep controlling me
If it wasn't for this money, they wouldn't notice me