Street

[Verse] Spark a blunt and take flight Mind ain't right Gotta do this every night Gotta spark a blunt 'Cause I can’t sleep at night Tryna take my team So we gotta keep a pipe Them my day ones They my brothers for life Die for my nigghas 'Cause I know they gon' ride Catch me out in traffic Know I’m sliding with my guys We gon' catch you lacking We out sliding for the lies Riding four deep Balling like a 4-0 sweep Playing worse than the Pacers Verse the Heat Killing oops like that beat Spin the block with broski We got Quan loaded up Clutching in the backseat Put the beam on a niggha Pull the trigger sweet dream 'lil niggha Yеllow tape on the scenе 'lil niggha Hitting plays with my team 'lil niggha Till I get to my dream So we gon' serve the fiends my niggha Got love for my nigghas 'Cause they love me the same You ain't the team You can’t ride with the gang I put Joe in the slider My niggha gon' bang He’ll send you to the Gulag Like this shit a game Shooting all green light like this is 2k Limitless range like this is 2k Man Joe don’t play he’ll take that K Bust down today go let it spray Don’t hesitate, brains marinate Oh there goes twelve interrogate We won’t fold go beat that case You thinking bold now it’s too late With D-Boy we smacking plays Get that dough boy want 100k Never fold boy shit too fake Nigghas fake they can’t get no plate