So used to them gray clouds, I might fuck around, drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay him down, hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin' from the jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
Spend a quarter mil' on the watch and the chain
I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame

Young nigga up now, 'member back then niggas clowned on me
Now from the Heaven gates only way a nigga lookin' down on me
Keep at least two hundred thou' on mе, keep at least like thirty rounds on me
With my niggas 'til thе wheels fall off, don't care if my ride on E