Intro

Oh shit

Slippin' ain't respected, how my game perfect
I don't gel with niggas, momma told me all these niggas jealous,
The one time I ain't have it, I coulda turned into a felon,
Cadillac on GPS, I never lack direction,
I ain't backing' never, hope they get the point,
machetes on the neck, they back get severed
Just me and the regular forecast, not from Accuweather
I like my shots straight,
I don't mix words, we like that action better
Savage life, Tryna live that 'private check yo baggage' life
Flights like the convo on the burner, ain't no details
Everything private, if it's not, then it won't prevail
Choked out, that mean everybody gettin Sprewell
Yeah I got the juice, and I don't need a refill
They said I sold out, drugs, cuz I'm me still
Gained a new guidance but the gang get the peace still
Word to Spence, I make a call and get the P's sealed
Word is soul bonded
No better rules, no role models
They think that MJ coming bacc, with this 45 tho
Who want the smoke anytime
To be blunt any month is like Gelato
Wassup?

Nah that was for real I was askin',
wassup?

Who tryna ride, I'm a maverick
Codeword Luca from side
That mean I pass it to them shooters when it's time
And it's always that time for them
They shoulda been tailors, how they suit and tie these men
Get yo mob tied
Ain't no rules, that mean most the homies offsides
Puttin crimson on yo' tee, yellin "Roll Tide"
It could get a lot worse, if they don't talk nice
I came from the bottom, I used to come from them dark times
Wentworth, Halsted, Princeton, block times
Wall Street, word still bond, had them stocks flying
Who wanna invest
I'm from where there's a lot of soldiers
and nobody invests
Just a lot of headshots
Lot of rappers turned actors with the headshots
Don't wage a war you can't win, you bet not
Cuz I'd take you on yo offer
Take everything, son you and then leave with someone daughter
Teach her how to change her mindset to get a dollar
So she never gotta bother
With shit niggas haven't bought her
Got my tribe on a quest, bunch of midnight maurders 
With my, beauty bee, tryna live like the Carters
My life far from perfect, so the diamonds prolly flawless
They told me I was built to lose, I'm still winning regardless
If I did it den I meant it, I ain't beggin for pardons
My hunger was never a game, I don't know Jennifer Lawrence
I know the pain of it, had to adapt
Now I'm movin' like it ain't nothin'
I ain't bluffin'
Self made if u ain't puttin' in, you can't take from it
All that talk behind my back dog, now say somethin', Doe

Uh
If don't nobody else got us nigga I got us
On god Boy
Lemme Get it
Aye

Game on the line, tryna get a title
Got my gang on the line, every possession vital
I'm Gangster from Chicago but I'm not a disciple
I still shake up with stones through the glove like Michael
Im just, tryna get my name up when I lace up
Tryna make it last, what y'all niggas tryna make up
Show me everything, anything but that fake love
Nothin' beats that, not even Jake One
I'm still prayin' for the justice that never happens
Better chance than Chance not making it rappin' after he made it
That don't make sense, that's the same shit I'm saying
Still tryna move forward, they rather me be complacent
Say they got my back but I'm black, them niggas racist
Hate to see me living my life, they rather take it
Then put me on the news around 9, and say I'm bangin'
And mad reasons I shouldn't live, I know you hate it but
Once we unify we won, they can't contain it
And everything we gon accomplish they can't name it
They never seen the change so we gon have to make it

Word
Thats facts nigga

RIP

Aight play that ratchet shit now bro