You know what I mean?

Damn it, man.

Yeah, and heavy hitters.

This is Miguel Gomez, Miami the most.

Yeah, dig that.

We have a hit this season.

Miami the moment.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Uh.

Uh.

The streets ain't safe when I creep.

Cause I'm a S-A-E-A-G-E.

Nigga, test me.

We gon' see.

Can I see?

in the night, and I'm on peak every day, even though it ain't right.

I fight, lie, rob, steal, and will kill a motherfucking fool, dude.

I'm real ill, the real deal.

I'm a huff and puff on this weed all night.

Dazed and glazed from this e-hall rise.

I need a frickin' desheat so I can G all night.

I need some cuttings, some mice, so I can mix in grunts.

I need a check in the glass, so I can blow your minds.

Did you see the...

Even from a drain size.

We on a mission knife.

You better run it.

You better duck and drop.

We all on tops.

We got this game all lost with heavy hitters.

We throw and knock out.

We're pulling Jackson last

Cause these diamonds and knives, they're just an everyday life.

You better watch your wife when you

Went to Eastside.

It's just that savage boy bringing heat to the yaku spots.

Plots, and if they plot, we smash the spot.

We terror about them lows.

Times if we rollin' gold in 20s, if we rollin' chrome I swing for the skies, I ride for Livewire, I'm fired up Don't give a fuck, 9-4 Lincoln with them tags expired up Faulty chips, life's a bitch, scammin' shit, just ask them deuce Fuck what you heard, that shit don't fade me, the streets make me suffer Proof, uh, don't start again, you might get holes in your cardigan Mix me with my army of friends, like mixing Red Bull and gin Not like KC at the bat, but Roger Marison Livewire, GameDog, go get you some

Psalm.