(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Lil Jay and Twan, Lil Jay and, ayy

Twan walkin' with his bloods
A car pull up, he think he trippin' off them drugs
They rolled the window down and was like, "What up, cous'?
That nigga that y'all killed at that store, I'm his son"
Twan like, "Don't call me cous', boy, I'm blood gang brazy"
Before he could finish, lil' cous' up a Dracie
Bang, bang, bang, left his man's on the pavement
Shots flyin', Twan hit a fence, he escaped him
Lil' cous' live on the 'Gram like, "I'm shakin' shit
Keep your head up when I blow that chopper breakin' shit"
He pissed 'cause he gave Jay two-hundred K to take the hit
Jay ain't complete it, Twan caught him out and sprayed the whip
His girl died, don't nobody know where Jay at
Twan sick his man's got dropped, he couldn't spray back
He call his other man's like, "I'm slippin' where my K at?
That lil' nigga tried to take my life, I need some payback"
Lil' cous' playin' with a check he out here flexin'
All on the 'Gram, he want the world to know he pressin'
Niggas get money and go absent, that nigga out here present
He think he front line, but he really movin' reckless
Lil' cous' linked with a bitch on the low
She know where Twan live, "Oh, yeah, it's on the floor"
She like, "I know this off guard and random, I know
But Twan killed my cousin, that nigga got to go"
Lil' cous' look at Twan picture like, "I'm merkin' you"
Told his homie fall back, my baby, this shit personal
That new MAC-11 like a bitch, it's gon' squirt and ooze
Ain't gon' stop huntin' niggas 'til he see a Hearse or two
He pulled up to Twan crib, ah shit
Twan get home, he on some drunk 'bout to fall shit
Walk up to his door, he look up and see all blicks
Lil' cous' aimin' at his face like, "You lost, bitch"
Walk him in the crib, took him to the room
Lil' cous' like, "I'm takin' everything too
You killed a real nigga, don't trip you dyin' soon"
That nigga final sight was a Glock, boom
Twan lift his head up
Lil' cous' layin' on the floor with his head bust
Jay in the doorway, gun in his hand up smokin'
Like, "You ain't think this was in the plans, huh?"
Twan reach for his heat tryna strike
Jay pin him down, Twan drunk, he can't even fight
Jay like, "I know I crossed you, let me make it right
This nigga was 'bout to kill you, I just saved your life
I crossed you and that wasn't my job as a brother
Kill me, I still trust you, show you I still love you"
Twan got up, them niggas embraced each other
Can't shit come between them, they closer than real brothers

"I crossed you and that wasn't my job as a brother
Kill me, I still trust you, show you I still love you"
Twan got up, them niggas embraced each other
Twan put the metal to his head and he busted

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Writer(s): DannyGotThatJuice, Martin McCurtis, Terry Sanchez Wallace