You niggas so fucked up, they think when you fucked up you realer
That money move I ain’t really gotta pull no trigger

These bitches was sleepin’ on me now they bitin’ the pillow
I ain’t gotta prove no point niggas know I’m a killer

These niggas so fucked up they think when you broke you ’bout that
Say these niggas tweakin’ I told ’em say less I got that

These bitches be fucked up ain’t got shit they nothin’ but pretty
He done killed half of the city but he lowkey a sissy

I told my bitch if shе cheatin’ it better bе worth it
I know I keep breakin’ yo heart but you better not hurt me

And the way that my BM be movin’ just pray for the bitch
I had them turnt to a bass I stay with a stick

I’m ridin’ candy paint vert impala
These bitches be fucked up gone ask you for 17 dollars

I was just fucked up ain’t had nothin’ but soup in my locker
W’in the county jail bid wearin’ another nigga boxers

Hopin’ the CO bitch don’t smell this dope
See the wick in the vent then wanna pop my door

I’m better off in Alaska, dark and cold
Hope my son don’t grow up like me wit’ a evil soul

I got some secrets I wonder if Jesus knows
Only God knows all of the people I stole

All the dope I sold, all the peace I stole
All the moms cry cause I made they sons die

Say bae I’m so fucked up, times I wonder why
My heart so sometimes I wanna fly

Ain’t seen it comin’ the streets done turned me a vulture
Incarcerated but it could be way worse

Bae would you believe me, you the one I’m lovin’
I know I fucked up so much times I make it hard to trust me

But I can see the stars through this destroyed roof
I took it way too far I killed his whole group

Even state troopers trynna cause all the corners I bent
I know the Devil gon’ owe me for all the shit I sent

Wonder if I die sittin’ in prison is it what I get
Will that be what I get, nigga leave my brain on this cement

I done made a couple mill been on a couple drills
Hit a million licks, ask all them jits they know I’m make no bitch

Even state troopers trynna cause all the corners I bent
I know the Devil gon’ owe me for all the shit I sent

Wonder if I die sittin’ in prison is it what I get
Will that be what I get, nigga leave my brain on this cement

I done made a couple mil’ been on a couple drills
Hit a million licks, ask all them jits they know I’m make no bitch

And any clique I ever ran with, I ran them shits
And all the time them niggas was always my lil’ niggas

Them niggas ain’t even wanna ‘less I was right there with em
You’d think I work for eBay the way you gon’ get your issue

I know some real steppers ain’t never spent a day in prison
These niggas so fucked up think they gangster cause they got caught when you didn’t

Me and young money state of mind fuck it we burnin’ bridges
He know I ran up in your house on Kamikaze missions