| Studs 'round here acting tough like I won’t still smack 'em |
| Shared an opp’s song on my page but I’ma still whack 'em |
| Your mans died some years back and I’m still laughing |
| Drop whatever when I pull up like my friends stranded |
| Cut straight into a cougar, she said, «Boy, you real managed» |
| Gave her my TextNow number 'cause she actin' real fanish |
| Doing fraud, punching everything like Vice City |
| That cookie in bowls loud like Rice Krispies |
| Up dog shit, my nigga said I’m bold as hell |
| 'Cause you with a bitch for all her money, now she poor as hell |
| She think I like her, I can tell this bitch don’t know me well |
| And she just asked me for some neck, this bitch ho’d herself |
| You watchin' Netflix in the trap, you think she runnin' errands |
| Like triple-A, catch you down bad, pull up and air it |
| I look like money for your bitch so why the fuck you staring? |
| You gon' get yo' baby dropped like a clumsy parent |
| Boy, you knew that shit was fake, why the fuck you wear it? |
| My bitch said, «If this my dick, then why the fuck you share it?» |
| Hmm, damn, you got a point though |
| My brother died, I ain’t drop a tear for boy |
| Whacked an opp then cried tears of joy |
| Damn, bitch, where the fuck was you when I needed you? |
| Told you my plans, you ain’t see it through, ha, ayy |
| And I hope that you are having the time of your life, ayy, ayy |
| Ayy, but think twice, yeah |
| That’s my only advice |
| Ooh, ayy |
| My dog got a CP up but let me see the Glock |
| They say I’m in my bag, but tell the truth, I’m really not |
| I been chillin', I didn’t even know I brought a Twinkie out |
| Keep the stick in my hand like I’m on a pizza box |
| You was cappin' in your intro so I threw your CD out |
| Punches hit so motherfuckin' hard they knock Frieza out |
| Family, money and neck is all I think about |
| Got one rule in this house, bitch, no teeth allowed |
| I been peeping out, fake shit that I can’t be around |
| When your people on snake shit it’s hard to keep a smile |
| Better be about everything you rap on beats about |
| When I see you out, on sight whip the heater out |
| People that I thought loved me ain’t even seen the route |
| My sister been seen a vision, Cory in the House |
| Put my mama through so much, hope she forgive me now, yeah, yeah |
| You might think I hate you, I appreciate you |
| Left when I weren’t able, then God turned the tables |
| I’m forever grateful, found myself, I thank you |
| Finally got a breakthrough, rest in peace, my angels |
| They won’t forget your name, Ru |
| Damazin Beats |