How To Kill A Nigga
[Produced by ThaMarsh]

[Verse 1: A1]
Started off the day breakfast
Smoking dope restless
Grab the bud break it down
Papers fronto regular
Roll it up, light shit ignite shit
Cook up some beats so A1 could write shit
Call up Beans, Naff Reemo
We could roll up something more than a deemo
Fresh cut with beans sitting on the couch
Niggas in the barber talking pussy politics
Got my nigga laughing like
He understood the zoe language
We out the spot beans bout to pass through his crib first
Fast forward to this sour, giving niggas power
Pre rolled raw cones on deck
With filters you my shit A1 on deck no less
Pass the spliff from Naff to Beans
Beans inhaled like he was popping beans
I peeped the scene Beans to Reemo
Pause it, this niggas wyling by the way
And by the way things is looking we smacked
We in the crib, Call of Duty, relax
Call of Duty remember that sentence
A perfect day no drama
No bullshit, no games no delay
Ain't no way this day is real
Beans about to hit the bathroom
Get a lining with the clippers
Naff and Reemo, posted up no Blake
And that pack I got from bud man gucci no shakes
[Verse 2: A1]
So I'm sleeping, I hear a faint noise
To be clear, I get up, stretch up
I know my senses, intuitions
The pitbull unaware, but then she get up
So then we pull up by the staircase
Beans there looking through stuff
Like some kind of archaeologist
Digging in the closet, He glances at me
In a way criminals looks at cops
I stop in my tracks, asks him "are you ok?"
He looks at me and says "No I stole this laptop from my job, Naff and Reemo the feds and they looking for me
Might take me to the bookings for free
I wanna tell Marsh but it's crazy down there
Cause I'm aware if I do they'll arrest me
And send me to bookings too
Can you burn my uniform in your bathtub?"
A little skeptical at first I'm sure this nigga is wyling
Am I dreaming or what? There are no cops outside
What the hell is going on?"
Cause this niggas moving funny but anyway
"I tell em ima get Marsh to come help you"
Hopefully he could calm this nigga down
Marsh come upstairs and say "yo B you good?
He like "Nah I stole the laptop for my job
They looking for me they outside right now
I gotta stay here and rid of the evidence in your residence
Naff and Reemo undercovers but that's irrelevant" "
Marsh like nah, nigga is you wyling!
That's not going down in my crib"
I get Al up so he could get this nigga out the kitchen
I'm panicking No lie this feels like a movie
And there's no understanding it
"Are we gonna die is Marsh gonna die
Is Al gonna die?"
We head downstairs together, to face this demon on this sunny weather
[Verse 3: A1]
Man down houston we got a problem
It's looking problematic I'm puzzled
Cause there's a nigga in my house
Who lost his marbles before he had it
I panic as I struggle to express, while he says
"Marsh I don't wanna hurt you"
Marsh like hurt me? Now you really crazy
You forgot what I used to do to niggas?
Make fools of niggas, regular"
Turns out this nigga was smoking imitation cess
Penentrate his chest
We saw what K2 could do to you, no less
A devil repossessed my soul, repossessed my soul
Put the laptop in the oven
"Let's bake a pie" in all seriousness he serious
It had me shook up
Honey barking Nadege having an episode
Marsh yoke him up one time
Then Naff and Reemo follow up, he say
"Y'all gonna kill me?, well y'all better kill me
If y'all don't feel me peel me with the mp-5
Bury me alive, bury me with pride"
Since y'all undercovers my name is now
A haitian immigrant named Guy"
And talking about Call Of Duty, Grand Theft auto
We knew what he was thinking
Dragged him out the crib while he switch up his m.o
Now he's a gay lover, however kicked him out the crib
In cold weather, locked out, no David Stern
Still tryna get inside the crib
Brought out his collectable sword, a
Rid started kicking down the door
Humping it"yo beans what's good with you?"
Naff says as we all try our best to keep the door up
Dege tell me head a floor up
Cause this nigga gonna come through the front
And no front, he did, "Marsh told him, go home nigga
You're no longer welcome in the Jeanty residence"
Beans leave the scene, start fucking
With niggas on the block
Everyone including his pops, pops rock em
Marsh pull up beans hit Marsh
Marsh push beans, cause he ain't with that gay shit
Con ed pull beans to the side
No popeye he two piece him
Con ed man on the floor, his back up on the way
Marsh tryna get through but it won't happen
Undercover cop get two pieced, his badge
Phone, everything fell out, he made change
Out that nigga, the whole block vs beans now
His brother link with the flying kick
He on his third strike taking a chance
Beans back to his pops Marsh push him down
After a couple phone calls, the d's stopped him
Experienced  a day like that, I know I got angels watching
Some of the realest shit I ever wrote chilling in my basement