Dying Man

All the things she said, running through my head
Running through my head, running through my head
He he back at it man, like look
This is not enough
You better look, like
For whoever you done, like
I'ma throw more than one, like

This a message I got to address, oh we hip just get it off ya chest
On bro I could never be next like, toting on left so you going to get left
And you dead, taking yo bread
She a leg, no dress
Yeah I just want the head
Busting that right and I up with my right, trying to creep through that night with a whole lot of pipes

And they flock at my flock, so we flock back
How you spin through my block I'ma go react
When you seen me, you know I had two straps
Toting on Kelly, you not going to shoot back
On bro I been through with stress (stress)
I'm trying to leave it like that
It's getting worst but my money going stack
Like word to the North, I'm getting out that trap

And I still got a tech in my tech like, one in that head that pain going dread
Get popped like a X no meds like
Bounty on opps putting targets on heads
All them times made sure gang fed like, now it's yo time and you going out fed
On bro I could never be next like, you an informant first day and you pled

And you flock at my flock so we flock back
Bet we shoot first, we have you running laps
I put the North on the mother fucking map
And lazar going get him, I'm busting a cap
We get deadly when up off that Yak
Backdoor open screaming, go get back
Like, Glahh, Glahh
New year, don't lack in a pack

And I'm high with a city, so why would I fight
Trying to go jump me, I'm slicing with knifes
Yeah the killer, the killer, they think cause I'm white
Bitch I been on that time, don't get left or get right
This is a message I got to address
Oh we hip just get it off ya chest
Where was you at I was under arrest
You is not gang, if you ain't did the test

Where was the opps, they was in the crib ducking
Pressed em, yeah them buns coming out to heavy
She grippy, she stretchy
I'm coming through and I'm sending
In the trenches we been had them weapons
Stop speaking on me I pop out once you mention
And we walking with fucking extensions you better move tact

On bro I keep me that iron man, leaving a spark if you touch one of mine again
Firearm shooters cleanest with them fire hands
Don't lack, move tact what I'm requiring
Hope this shit don't jam, yeah we look we seen mother fucking sirens man
FPD, EMS, Fireman spinning on hots cause it's another dying man

And this shit it get realer than me, heater up on me, heater I can't sleep
PTSD all that shit that I seen, it come back in my dreams so I'm smoking my weed
And I'm smoking on G I'ma slide with the TS in a V or on feet
Stop hiding from we you going die what you see
Hit with a sneak, than we robbing your sneaks
Hit with a sneak, than we robbing your sneaks

This a message I got to address, oh we hip just get it off ya chest
On bro I could never be next like, toting on left so you going to get left
And you dead, taking yo bread
She a leg, no dress
Yeah I just want the head
Busting that right and I up with my right, trying to creep through that night with a whole lot of pipes

And they flock at my flock, so we flock back
How you spin through my block I'ma go react
When you seen me, you know I had two straps
Toting on Kelly, you not going to shoot back
On bro I been through with stress
I'm trying to leave it like that
It's getting worst but my money going stack
Like word to the North, I'm getting out that trap

Think I'm lacking, I'm known that you dumb
Sent on a hunt, make you do the run
Get ready when off of the rum, you sent on a chase now you in the sun
Since day one, they never run ones
I'm flocking at everybody who going jump
Yeah you know I'ma ready body up it loving my gun, up and dump my squeezer they duck

Bitch I'm off of them drugs I be high with the plugs
High with drugs only drugs showing love
Started this shit now I'm back with the slugs
Started this shit with a little bit of funds
Yeah the gang going up and the opps looking dumb and it's NS to the TS and we one
And we throw more than one for whoever you done
Like Glahh, NZ up Boom

Gang, Gang, Glahh Glahh
You know I'm back at it man gangsta, like look
For whoever you done
Throw more than one for whoever you done dropping the like, NZ up gang