[Intro] Man, on Lil Moe grave man It feel so good to be back man (Too good, on Moe) OTF man (Members only man) Real shit (That's a fact) (Lala on the beat) All my time, no cap in my rap (None, at all)
[Verse] You a opp, I’ma splat you, I'm flippin' the beef, boy you better go talk to your chief I was the lil’ nigga killin' the big homies, yeah, I went by a different belief I was the one who they called during rush hour, 'cause I came through and clear up the streets I be the one who they get for the real problems, I'm the reason some niggas deceased Jam is a beast, an animal, not on a leash, and nah I'm not squashing no beef Kill me a nigga and had to lay low on the Lam, I started getting hot over east Back in the streets, the prophet say I'm an apostle, I guess I'ma have to go preach Just left the prison with bro'nem, I’m sick to my stomach they gave them a hundred a piece It’s out of your reach, promise you won't get no service, it’s only a few that I'm servin' Good under pressure but careful, that shit you be askin' them questions making me nervous Niggas be snitchin, and tellin’, shit really is popular, niggas don't care I can merch it Nigga ain't writing to me, his homie a stain, I'ma go with a different detergent The federal system is wicked, get life for a purchase, a nigga could hang up his curtains Brodie been stuck in this system for so many years, he got comfortable **** in his Jurgens Don't need a permit, hundred shot clip on a Glock, on my mama I know how to work it Find me a bitch and do what my ex used to do, I'm a buy her a million in Birkins
[Outro] Y'all know what it is man OTF man, too much gang shit, MTV R.I.P. V. Roy, free Zoo Wop, free Nine, free Steve, man Bitch ass niggas man It's my time
[Intro] Man, on Lil Moe grave man It feel so good to be back man (Too good, on Moe) OTF man (Members only man) Real shit (That's a fact) (Lala on the beat) All my time, no cap in my rap (None, at all)
[Verse] You a opp, I’ma splat you, I'm flippin' the beef, boy you better go talk to your chief I was the lil’ nigga killin' the big homies, yeah, I went by a different belief I was the one who they called during rush hour, 'cause I came through and clear up the streets I be the one who they get for the real problems, I'm the reason some niggas deceased Jam is a beast, an animal, not on a leash, and nah I'm not squashing no beef Kill me a nigga and had to lay low on the Lam, I started getting hot over east Back in the streets, the prophet say I'm an apostle, I guess I'ma have to go preach Just left the prison with bro'nem, I’m sick to my stomach they gave them a hundred a piece It’s out of your reach, promise you won't get no service, it’s only a few that I'm servin' Good under pressure but careful, that shit you be askin' them questions making me nervous Niggas be snitchin, and tellin’, shit really is popular, niggas don't care I can merch it Nigga ain't writing to me, his homie a stain, I'ma go with a different detergent The federal system is wicked, get life for a purchase, a nigga could hang up his curtains Brodie been stuck in this system for so many years, he got comfortable **** in his Jurgens Don't need a permit, hundred shot clip on a Glock, on my mama I know how to work it Find me a bitch and do what my ex used to do, I'm a buy her a million in Birkins
[Outro] Y'all know what it is man OTF man, too much gang shit, MTV R.I.P. V. Roy, free Zoo Wop, free Nine, free Steve, man Bitch ass niggas man It's my time
