Yeah, Swervo, big G Herbo, uh Oh, it's so crazy It's gon' be okay, I know that Might as well keep that I got baby Essex out here in the 'Raq with me It's okay I got my gun on my lap (Four nickel) Still I changed my life, I got my son on my lap Been on a run, I can't nap, I had a run before rap If I ain't strapped, then we can scrap But I was young makin' it clap, no soldier Mention us, get whacked, I told you (Grrr) Chip always been on my shoulder I got older, I got colder Swervo had a lone star, fucked it off a Chrome Heart Popped out with that .44, no pet, I let my dawg bark Pussy, I don't think for you, I had to play my own part When they hoes, niggas show it, I got rich and niggas know it Been in this shit and never folded, got in jams and niggas toted Paid bails, like I owed it, break the whip, they think I sold it (Skrrt) Bodies droppin', talkin' slang a lot, you know we gotta code it (Shh) Broski catch a case on my behalf, he know he gotta hold it OG and his kids golden, Draco' mini, I can't fold it F.N. registered with my security, like I want that stolen (Yeah) You know what that mean I gotta flee the scene (Get outta there) Whips paid, cribs paid, spent a bag, still paid Bitch paid, niggas paid, never paid to get 'em slayed (Bitch) Took losses, niggas trade, cribs raided, still paid (Still paid) More time, niggas played, found out where them niggas lay (Where they at?) Really pay My house got a maid, man, a young nigga made it In the shade, hundred out six, a book, can't no nigga fade us (What up?) Shoot to see low, hundred K on bets, two-hundred K your best Booked for shows, three or four months straight, eight-hundred K, no less On the go, I can't see my kids, I'm like, "Okay, don't stress" Niggas stressed, I hop in them whips, I'm like, "Okay, I'm blessed" Go to church, I ain't been in church, because I can't confess Put in work, nigga shot on me, I guess I ain't contest (Baow) Fuck niggas, get stretched for testin' me, I guess I ain't to test I've been doin' shows for eighty Gs, so now I came for less Swervo, I'm still yet to catch a hit, this street rap ain't for peasants Niggas nervous in my presence, tryna make it pleasant Whips paid, cribs paid, spent a bag, still paid Bitch paid, niggas paid, never paid to get 'em slayed Took losses, niggas trade, cribs raided, still paid More time, niggas played, found out where them niggas lay Really pay