You my dog be my dog we going to lock it in
If them your opps then them my opps that's how we rocking then
You send some shots, I send some shots that's how we rocking then
If they got glocks and we got glocks let's get it popping then
Man I'm up real off the early feeling booted bitch
Little Dre still tripping came home on that boosting shit
My little bitch a slime she really down to shoot a bitch
And yea I pray to allah still be having talks with Lucifer
Bra will throw them glizzys to me cause I'm using them
I miss my men it's fucked up how we keep on losing them
I fell in love with percs and drank I keep abusing it
I got a gun at 15 and really started shooting shit
I lost my mind in these streets this shit is ludicrous
I'm trying to be like Pablo I only dream of flipping bricks
I talk to bra everyday he say we getting rich, im staying down to bra
We really came up in this shit It fucked me up seeing Shelly in that casket
She told me anything I want I can have it
These niggas hating cause they know we got them bags in
I ain't worried bout them niggas man them niggas all has beens
Don't get to close I start clicking like a tnt!
I told my mother she goin see me on B.E.T.
I remember walking to the store swiping EBT!
I made a name for myself in these streets y'all going to remember me
Big Keemie Nigga
Bra gave me the outro, I had to fuck this joint up you hear me?
We been locked in since kids

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Writer(s): Damarcus Newman, Jakim Maldonado