Death Wish

Aye P, They said I gotta come off the bench
Point at that rapper who act like a killer
he ain't in the trenches where niggas be at
I'm spinning his block 'til them folks get the
drop he say that he ain't real he did it for rap
I know some niggas who been in the trap
we shoot for his head then knock off his cap
Two hunnid and fourty-five reasons to kill
'em if he try to run then I pop at his back
When I pop at his back this shit go deeper than rap
Opps tried to slide had the heat in my lap
When i get that shot know a nigga won't pass
Label tried to call hang up on that bitch
Man i love my city can't die for this
Still in the field with that fye on
my hip lil nigga i'll fye on that bitch
You love that hoe I can't trust that bitch
Teachers ain't shit tell 'em suck my dick
Cross me once you can't cross me twice
Touch my fam and i'll up that price
Niggas talk crazy and gossip like bitches
And I can't be around bitches
Lil ass nigga like richard
Funny ass nigga like uh
Shoutout to TT ang Gigi who pop it for free free
Oh and I can't forget CiCi
All of these diamonds is VV's spinning
like CD's no you can't catch me in CZ's
But you might catch me on TV
Or maybe in 3D
Pop at a opp block then repeat
Pop on a opp thot like freakniq
Got a bad foreign chick like RiRi
We don't do verses for the cheap cheap
She drop down on it she feak freak
She drop down on it she ah
Point at that rapper who act like a killer
he ain't in the trenches where niggas be at
I'm spinning his block 'til them folks get the
drop he say that he ain't real he did it for rap
I know some niggas who been in the trap
we shoot for his head then knock off his cap
Two hunnid and fourty-five reasons to kill
'em if he try to run then I pop at his back
Still on my block like netflix
We shoot glocks for breakfast
Knowing that these cops neglect us
We so real these opps respect us
Look at this shit from my perspective
I got nines and teccas
Touch my chain somebody gone die
Mismatch glocks send a nigga to the sky