10 milli yo, sponsored by CMG

Mac a write a book about who owe me

Pussy ass niggas gone D.I.E., on sight, A.S.A.P

Nigga say he gonna snatch my chain

Nigga better know my name

Suicide man the boy insane

He lost his mind that n***a lost his point

If I′m beefing with a n***a I'll f*ck his baby momma

Get all in her head and tell that b***h that I love her

Send a pack to my partner

Send a demo to a cousin

Ooh I got his ass in the oven

I just seen this money turn a pretty b***h ugly

Time made a n***a turn state on his cousin

Bitch broke up the whole squad for the p***y

Never be us, swear to god, or we p***y

I f*ck with Snootie Wild the strong way

All I know is yayo like the song say

Money dont fold, its the long way

Slow grand, took the long way

My niggas my niggas forever

Enemies, enemies forever

Bitch you whatever

Like Meek said there′s levels

And choppers are devils

Got extended on .40 Glocks, I love my Beretta

I might just be a gun fanatic cause my ego a devil

I've been selling crack since I was 12

Still trying to duck 12 (yep)

Old school Chevy for twelves

And two grams short no scales

Nigga that 12

I don't hit the club before 12

I never f*ck with no 12

My b***h is on 12

And my status so hot

I ain′t trying to f*ck nothing else, yup!

All a n***a move is bells

And I move them in dark after 12

Four years locked in a cell and they let me out, nigga, ′round 12

GD is what a n***a bank and it's nothing but love screaming 12

Fuck with a mothaf*cking client

I′ll send your whole crew straight to hell

Nigga hit a lick for like 12 blocks

Caught a motherfucker slipping by the mailbox

My young n***a got hit with like six shots

That's why a n***a walk around here shellshocked

I don′t hit the club 'til 12

12 o′clock on my rollie

Nigga might work for the 12

m****r f****r don't know me

Partner called me out for a bitch, so a n***a had to bail

Big brother Gotti told me, don't trust s**t in this world