I remember the first one, I was
I was nervous i had a gun, so
Then it just became easy
And then it just became like like too easy
In and out, right?
Like I need money, you know? Like (C-Lance)
I was getting away with it
And then what did you do? Countless

Don't let the fentanyl get in your fingertips
My dogs locked up I gotta pay
The guard to bring him strips
Tryna find a body I'm all innocent
His fingerprints isn't coming back with any
Hit's cuz he's a immigrant
You ain't scared to die but
Is you able to kill
This new blick got a kick
Like it play for Brazil
My fiend chill but nothing that
He sayin' is real
The horse tranquilizers only thing
He's able to feel i'm back on my plugs
Packin' blunts packagin' drugs
The methadone made his hands swell
He's back on the subs
You the type to sell your man out
For a stack of some dubs
I'm the type to stab your man
And walk back in the club
Keep it a bean these dudes is secretly fiends
They switch sides dick ride and try
To be with the team
One of the guys it's all
Good numbers don't lie
It's hustle or die while customers
Wake up and get high

No cap about it
Fuck you up and laugh about it
The gutter packed and crowded
I really live it, I could rap about it
You ain't safe (you ain't safe)
Your man took a bullet in his face
No cap about it
I really live it I could rap about it

The Mossberg hit like a linebacker
The blicky hold 60
It rip through your mind matter
My akhi upstate 'cause he
Didn't provide data
The most merciless muhfuckas is mild mannered
This goomba's talking in the
Back of the shop who this muhfucka with you
B? He act like a cop you want smoke what you
Think you could choose?
Blickies, hands, ox, anything that you choose
This a choppa, and it makin' a bang
It's a bunch of Tekashi
Muhfuckas takin' a stand
That mean the muhfucka never gon'
Be safe in the can i'm a boss, akhi
I would never take a command
You goofy so it mean I
Ain't tryna build with you
And why it's my fault that your
Homies ain't real with you?
Visconte Maggiolo in Barbados
It's drug traffickers and a
Couple of Norteños

No cap about it
Fuck you up and laugh about it
The gutter packed and crowded
I really live it, I could rap about it
You ain't safe (you ain't safe)
Your man took a bullet in his face
No cap about it
I really live it I could rap about it

See maybe God won't answer my
Prayer 'cause I'm a demon
Lock the door and make 'em lay
On the floor nobody leaving
Paranoid, somebody move then I'm squeezing
Man of honor
I would die for everything that I believe in
See Pazzy the general, he ordered the hit
My clip got 30 and it's 6 short of a brick
When I was down and they was
Up they wouldn't offer me shit
So I'ma keep applying pressure 'til
They callin' it quit's
I tried to tell 'em I'm a
Gun and I can't holster it
Get over it I come from the
Bottom where the roaches is ferocious shit
Give me any beat and I'll smoke the shit
They know the shit I'll make them find
Your weakness and expose the shit
Yeah, my heart is pure in this art of war
Every bar is like coke in it's hardest form
(Crack)
I'm eatin' rappers, I'm a carnivore
If you ain't gonna finish it then
What the fuck you started for?

No cap about it
Fuck you up and laugh about it
The gutter packed and crowded
I really live it, I could rap about it
You ain't safe (you ain't safe)
Your man took a bullet in his face
No cap about it
I really live it, I could rap about it

Copyright: Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): AARON HILTZ, CRAIG LANCIANI, SALVATORE BILLOTTI, STEVEN ODELL, VINCENT LUVINER