May 1st (feat. Reecemoney, Lil Tez & Poodah)

Late nights on 71 turn me to a man
Everybody got dope till they see minivans
Bullets fly out that fifty, like I see many men
Woke up fast from a lean coma I'm kinda dizzy man
I got the same clique
Heard you still got that gun
You got the same clip
Yeah
I'm a slimy ass nigga, I'm on the same shit
He died, bro so you know that's a free stain bitch
Make a bitch pay for the dick this ain't free game bitch
Still got them niggas in a cell they need to let 'em out
If my niggas get jammed up then I'm a bail 'em out
Nigga stop capping you ain't pay that whole bail amount

He pulled up thinking that that's that
He got hit with this mop
I'm hanging with some vets but they ain't never sold no dawg
In the club like I'm ray, in the corner with my heat
He walk up in the party, pey lifting up his feet
But we ain't even gotta fight hollows took his ass deep
They took my dawg we was rapping
Fuck it now we in the streets
Don't tell a nigga "what's the price"
It's gonna be a different fee
If it's a bag on his head we going send his ass to G
My nigga get it going for ten
My granddaddy a pastor, demon seed I still sin
Been hanging with the plug so you know I get it in
My dawg they ran it up, he the GOAT with them bands
We get the lo
We missed and you know we spin again

I bet we see him when I'm out
He do the running man
You know I'm taxing for the pack cuz that's if you a HAM
Smoking cookies and I'm higher than a ceiling fan
These niggas capping on they raps about they dividends
These niggas really fans
Bro you gotta play it smooth when you in the jam
Toting on a strap, nigga fuck using hands
And yo bitch in the trap giving stupid head