[Verse 1: Demotus]
Thought it was done no
I am the one see my energy levels like bass in the drum
Cause it go dumb b*tch you try me you done
I have lost all my patience for negative bums
Positive you want no problem with us
Cause you don't wanna see what them problems become
Ride with the gun cause I cannot trust one
Cause they fake and they phony they equal to none
Watch how we pass em up now they look mad as f*ck
b*tch why you mad at us cause they ain't rad as us
They didn't f*ck with me then
They use to laugh at us now my sh*t stacking up
So they following b*tches been bothering
Wish they could get it up pass to my squad and them
I do not f*ck with these hoes
I just stay low with my girl and some dro
Then just smoke me a 'O'
And then get on the road, Its 500 a show
And thats if you ain't know, then hit up joe
Tell him I need it so he let me know
b*tch I cop for the low
Smoke till my brain moves slow
Then kill all these tracks in a row
sh*t is so easy I'll always be dope
b*tch I'll never go broke I get rich off my notes
I just pop up and make a few hundred and dip
I been smoking and riding I'm running this sh*t
Gun on my hip if you wanna get swift
Then I'll leave you surrounded and dumped in a ditch
Got so much tapes but this ones for them pimps
Who get money legal and still smoke a spliff
Vibe with my sh*t bro we ride till the death
And I'll always be rad till I die in this b*tch, b*tch