Death Row (Explicit)

Dy krazy

I'm in the a right now

I had to get the a ****real quick man

On foenem backwards music go

I was on death row

I ain't never met snoop I ain't never met suge

Ngga living like a thug like I'm pac though

Thug life ngga

I knew I could hit my cuz for that glock though

When them times got hard I was sellin' coke

Sellin' coke

Wanted mama on my side had to let her know

Seventeen I bought a nine had to let it blow

Uh

Now a ngga on the grind I got five on my schedule

Btch

Herbo really quiet I can't lie 'bout my cheddar tho'

Really was outside on the nine with berettas oh

No bap I ain't lyin' I got five on my schedule

So if I text outside come outside how I tell her

I ain't regular I knew she was a ****when I met her

I rock thousand dollar sweaters btches love me like coachella tell her give me some

I respect you don't address me like I'm anyone

Btch is messy thick she there she got her *******done

Oh she a dime in her city huh

Huh

She like lemon lime with her henny huh

You ain't choosin' nggas you get diamonds from any of 'em

Runaway girl I can line up with twenty of 'em

But that ho so fine it don't make me nothin'

Broski tried to smash she ain't give you nothin'

Still gotta slide in my ride with a fifty drum

City dumb I can't have no fun I got fifty guns

For real

Ngga

I was on death row

I ain't never met snoop I ain't never met suge

Ngga living like a thug like I'm pac though

Thug life ngga

I knew I could hit my cuz for that glock though

When them times got hard I was sellin' coke

Sellin' coke

Wanted mama on my side had to let her know

Seventeen I bought a nine had to let it blow

Uh

Now a ngga on the grind I got five on my schedule

Btch

All that dumb sht I did really wasn't worth it though

Don't define me by my past ain't nobody perfect though

I wasn't thinking 'bout the consequences it was workin' though

I jump head first in the trap but I had that btch twerkin' though

Ayy

Who you workin' for tell me what you lurkin' for

Yeah

He just gettin' money what you gotta murk him for

Fck ngga

Seein' nggas fakin' that sht urkin' though

That sht urkin'

But I'ma pull up on 'em when it's perfect though

I can tell you what I'm worth but you can search it though

Hands greasy by that chicken like I'm churches though

City bad but my block was like the worstest though

I can't lie I took my glock inside the church before

Summertime like the hood havin' curses

I ain't never lied in my verses

I ain't never lied when I'm merchin' it

Couple opps ain't survive at them surgeries

I was on death row

I ain't never met snoop I ain't never met suge

Ngga living like a thug like I'm pac though

Thug life ngga

I knew I could hit my cuz for that glock though

When them times got hard I was sellin' coke

Sellin' coke

Wanted mama on my side had to let her know

Seventeen I bought a nine had to let it blow

Uh

Now a ngga on the grind I got five on my schedule

Btch