text: Fukk 12
  A hundred a zip and Im sippin on drop
  I hit for a hunnit and I bought me a drop
  I pulled up on her and panties just drop
  Up 32 shots and you niggas gon drop
  Off with your top , give a fuck bout your block 1 2
  High speed chasing, give a fuck bout the cops
  When I see 12, put the dope in my sock
  Niggas be rappin, I came up off rocks
  Im thuggin, Im thuggin, I feel like Im Pac
  They tried to betray me
  Im mad at myself cause I keep it real with all these niggas
  Niggas actin like bitches, niggas all in they feelings
  These niggas acting like women
  Drowning in money, Im swimmin
  These bitches acting like pigeons
  I just want a couple million, I just want a couple million
  And Im still loyal to the gang
  These other niggas man, they lame
  I really sold cocaine, Gas stank propane
  Glock forty, nigga bang, Blood, Crip, nigga bang
  I heard ya got ya chain took and had to get another damn chain
  21 nigga the gang, slaughter ya daughter the gang
  Mac 90 got range, young savage got aim
  I bought a new Rollie, its plain, you niggas best stay in yo lane
  I pull up and fuck on yo main
  Im covered in money, Im drippin
  These niggas they telling, they snitchin
  So we gon fuck on all they bitches, I be round lot of henchmen
  Moving like Im John Gotti, 12 gauge nigga shotty
  Hit em all in the body, I just caught another body
  Lord forgive me Im sorry, I cant help it, Im a street nigga
  I had to get some money, I watched my momma struggle
  I jumped off the porch, had to use my muscle
  Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, lord
  They keep askin why I got that sword in my face 
  Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, lord
  I just beat another case
  I just went and bought a Wraith
  I just nutted on her face
  Brand new rollie with the face
  No face, no case
  Lord forgive me for my sins, I was struggling tryna win
  I had to lose a lot of friends, nigga tryna chase them ms
  Cooking up crack its illegal, riding with a Desert Eagle
  Im a felon, thats illegal, main bitch, she illegal
  Hunnid pounds of Cali reefer, Call of duty heat seeker
  Pull up on ya in a Regal, window down nigga creeping
  Nigga rapping? Im preachin, nigga we are not equal
  In the trenches, niggas beefing, I remember not sleeping
  Hit the club and get to squeezing, shoot it up for no reason
  I was living like a demon, I was living like a demon
  Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord, my soul to keep
  If I should die before I wake, I pray the lord my soul to take
  Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, lord
  They keep askin why I got that sword in my face 
  Lord forgive me, lord forgive me, lord
  I just beat another case
  I just went and bought a Wraith
  I just nutted on her face
  Brand new rollie with the face
  No face, no case