(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)Yeah, ah, woah (Saucey)Oh, five times, nigga, hit my brother with that ironhe ain't die and you know he shot backI been missin' Kay since I told her for to goand I know she'll never come backMillionaire with no million-dollar houseyou do you and I'm good with thatNene left and they saw I was sad, saw me downthought I'd never shake backPut a twenty on top of that twenty, come out forty mil'and I'm fuckin' with thatIn the booth like the trapand I'm servin', the man of the yearthat's the number-one plaqueThey ain't want me to win when I turned up my swagAt the Holiday Inn with a secondary strapI done stopped over here for to fuck with my billsI'm gon' slime my way back to the Nawf after thatHe watch the rearviewhe know if it's gon' only come out with his head on the dashNo, they don't like me but I keep my foot on they neckand they know that I step on the gasKnow that my brother, he gotta get mutual respectand if you disrespect, that's your assI did this shit that's forever gon' sit on my heartFor that bag, it was part of the planHe is a lost soul survivorAnd assassination been attempted from rivalsAnd he say that they all gon' dieWhen talons fly, they wanna wash away your lifewho they desireDrop a bag, leave him dead for the shit that he saidHe been focused on rap, and I'm straight with the killingGet the drop, I been waitin', but I know we gon' get itYoungin' bangin' the strap at the top of his fittedThirty shots at the car, and they still ain't hit meI be fine 'cause I know that my ancestor with meI be aided all night too whenever I'm outTook the top off that Audi, turned that bitch to a sprinterI took so many losses and came out a winnerOn the block, I'ma clap 'em when we up in the winterThey know that a nigga been dealin' with feelingsI'm not lovin' these women or fuckin' with niggasLook at myself, I see blood on the pictureRemove 'em and then I get back to them digitsI throw a fifty, that tension, the ditch himThe reason he slumped, DOA in the BentleyThey don't know everything I did for thisBang it off back-to-back, I live for thisIn the northside sick, they ain't cure the kidSee that boy out of line and I zip the bitchI give these niggas a energy kickIn the Benz with a Spider and a eight in that bitchStandin' on business, I cater the listLeave him dead in a foreign on the side his kidHe is a lost soul survivorAnd assassination been attempted from rivalsAnd he say that they all gon' dieWhen talons fly, they wanna wash away your lifewho they desireI keep you rollin', this life that I chosengot the one creep up on meI be posted where the sun don't shineAnd this the life of a shottaI say that it's so deep (And, oh)(Get it on 'til we can't for YoungBoysendin' shots through the night)(Lone soul, stuntin' down, no, he ain't, sayhe gon' be the last one to survive)
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(Ayo, Bans, what you cookin'?)
Yeah, ah, woah (Saucey)
Oh, five times, nigga, hit my brother with that iron
he ain't die and you know he shot back
I been missin' Kay since I told her for to go
and I know she'll never come back
Millionaire with no million-dollar house
you do you and I'm good with that
Nene left and they saw I was sad, saw me down
thought I'd never shake back
Put a twenty on top of that twenty, come out forty mil'
and I'm fuckin' with that
In the booth like the trap
and I'm servin', the man of the year
that's the number-one plaque
They ain't want me to win when I turned up my swag
At the Holiday Inn with a secondary strap
I done stopped over here for to fuck with my bills
I'm gon' slime my way back to the Nawf after that
He watch the rearview
he know if it's gon' only come out with his head on the dash
No, they don't like me but I keep my foot on they neck
and they know that I step on the gas
Know that my brother, he gotta get mutual respect
and if you disrespect, that's your ass
I did this shit that's forever gon' sit on my heart
For that bag, it was part of the plan
He is a lost soul survivor
And assassination been attempted from rivals
And he say that they all gon' die
When talons fly, they wanna wash away your life
who they desire
Drop a bag, leave him dead for the shit that he said
He been focused on rap, and I'm straight with the killing
Get the drop, I been waitin', but I know we gon' get it
Youngin' bangin' the strap at the top of his fitted
Thirty shots at the car, and they still ain't hit me
I be fine 'cause I know that my ancestor with me
I be aided all night too whenever I'm out
Took the top off that Audi, turned that bitch to a sprinter
I took so many losses and came out a winner
On the block, I'ma clap 'em when we up in the winter
They know that a nigga been dealin' with feelings
I'm not lovin' these women or fuckin' with niggas
Look at myself, I see blood on the picture
Remove 'em and then I get back to them digits
I throw a fifty, that tension, the ditch him
The reason he slumped, DOA in the Bentley
They don't know everything I did for this
Bang it off back-to-back, I live for this
In the northside sick, they ain't cure the kid
See that boy out of line and I zip the bitch
I give these niggas a energy kick
In the Benz with a Spider and a eight in that bitch
Standin' on business, I cater the list
Leave him dead in a foreign on the side his kid
He is a lost soul survivor
And assassination been attempted from rivals
And he say that they all gon' die
When talons fly, they wanna wash away your life
who they desire
I keep you rollin', this life that I chosen
got the one creep up on me
I be posted where the sun don't shine
And this the life of a shotta
I say that it's so deep (And, oh)
(Get it on 'til we can't for YoungBoy
sendin' shots through the night)
(Lone soul, stuntin' down, no, he ain't, say
he gon' be the last one to survive)
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