Whoa
How the hell I got the hood on my back but still gotta watch my shoulder?
How you feel like I'm 'posed to take care of you and yo' ass way older?
Had a deep convo with the young bros, we was in my Rover
Trickin' yourself out the street, ain't got shit to do with bein' no soldier
I lost Johnny and Larry, I can't lie, my heart got colder
Lost Tayman and CJ, I can't lie, my heart got frozen
Fuck all that grievin' and shit, I go to the paint like I'm DeRozan
**** hit me up, I'll hit him up, but I guess I was chosen
All the opps tryna get even, we killin' all season
Infared on the stick, sun beamin'
**** get killed for treason
Better thank God yo' ass still breathin'
If I let it slide, I had a reason
If I let it slide, it's 'cause I'm busy fightin' demons
Shiver when I sleep, the doctor say that I'm anemic
Say it in his songs, but when I seen him, he ain't mean it
When it come to eatin' plates, they know we get too greedy
Yeah, gang over everything
Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring
Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of thangs
Yeah, gang spinnin' like a hurricane
Back to school, drive in my hood, showin' love, they knew I would
Hit a lick, then come look out, ask the Jay's, they know me good
**** tryna split the crew up like I didn't do what I should
All the killers right here with me, let's get that shit understood
**** know I bust my gun, ain't no smoke could make me run
He mad at me 'bout a chain, forgot the times I paid his bond
Brothers talk behind my back, I play like I ain't heard nun'
**** wanna shake my hand but I can't take mine off my gun
Bitches on the same thang, tryna knock my focus
I come from the East Side where it's roguish
Shoot me in the back of the head, he'd probably get a bonus
Talkin' to my codeine, that shit sad, that's what I cope with
I'ma be a man if I'm rich or if I'm broken
Why you feel like it's my job to make sure you got motion?
You know you got them **** out here sayin' the fame changed me
I got thirty **** right here sayin' that I'm the same me
Yeah, gang over everything
Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring
Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of thangs
Yeah, gang spinnin' like a hurricane
Yeah, check my resume, I ain't said a thang
Yeah, they ain't gang, man, them **** changed
Stayed down, shit, better came
Stayed down, shit, better came
Never tuck my tail about nothin'
**** rap dissin' but they bluffin'
Choppa bullets friendly, they keep touchin'
Any room, I'm topic of discussion
Would it be the same if I was busted?
**** hate it, bitches love it
But they knowin' how we comin', knowin' we just want the money
Put the G5 on the runway, then pay my tithes on Sunday
Monday, it's back to gunplay
Go eat me a plate on lunch break
4L, she can tell by the feng shui
Got kids, can't wait on no one
I paid my dues, I don't owe nun'
When I flip this switch, they both run
Keep lookin' at me, must know some'
I'm givin' out smoke, who want some?
At the spot, you know where yo' ho come
They need to free Turk, he so done
Better go in the house when bro come
Yeah, better take yo' ass inside the house (21)
Better take yo' ass inside the-, yeah
Better take yo' ass inside the house (21)
Be careful who you tell to step, **** ain't right
Slidin' with the wrong ****, that'll get you life
Rest in peace to Tayman, bitch, you see the knife
Trappin' on G-block, ****, where it's shiesty
Don't believe the hype, he act gangsta, bro 'nem made him kite
Daddy was a bitch, we was young, **** took his bike
All this shit be facts, I just punch in, I don't gotta write
I just want the head, 'cause she talk too much, she ain't my type
Yeah, gang over everything
Married to this shit, gang on my wedding ring
Yeah, gang, gang, stay ahead of thangs
Yeah, gang spinnin' like a hurricane
Yeah, check my resume, I ain't said a thang
Yeah, they ain't gang, man, them **** changed
Stayed down, shit, better came
Stayed down, shit, better came

Writer(s): Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Leland Wayne, Jahmal Gwin, Michael Mule & Isaac De Boni.