If I die Don’t cry and isolate Grab a Thry douce and out the Knive away We got so many shooters Might go to war And put safety of my life away Wonder how many gone die today Put it in sport for every day on the bike Stay on the grind Its funny how shit change in live Its depent on my self How im rolling the dice Grab so much attention if i speak in the mic Never trust a hoe You gave her some flowers While they bussin on the low I bus 50 on my left wrist While they cop it for the show Why they copying my flow If it Don’t work out I put Some work in And I cash out Like I sverve down My pendant cost a bag now Thats the reason why the whole crew strapped out New car that i bought probably blacked Whos better than me Im not even uk and I rap like g You never saw the bottom How u sayin u Street I was wearin a tag While they wearin a fleece