Show you made this

I just hit my connect for a front I needed a QP

Only needed a quick flip n**a handed me two Ps

Said I'd hit him in three days

N**a told me it's cool Cz

Just hit me when you get right homie you know we Gucci

Respect gon get you farther than any money you find

And you word gon hold stronger than any luck you combined

Count my blessings cuz I could've been sitting' lonely confined

For various felony crimes me and homies done tried

They wonder why I don't talk much

All of these violent thoughts start to wash up

Rarely a drive by in my city it's mostly walk ups

F**n around get ya eyes dotted trynna cross us

We took them risks knowing exactly what it cost us

Dirtyed our kicks running in back of them apartments

For them dead presidents niggas put splatters on the conscious

Wouldn't turn my back on my brothers no matter what the offer

Before I lay down Ill bring battle to monster

I'll get rich or die trying n**a

All I ever needed was a team and digital scale

Break down the package bang the Jack and deliver the sale

Won't catch me speaking on a smack

I keep this piece tucked in my jacket

If police get on my back got to dip on tail

Promise you I never met a dollar I had beef with

Cuz presidents ain't never give a f**k about no street shit

Linked with the swiper all I hear about is pieces

Heard the homie out here pimpin all he care about is treshes

Soft wrapped in plastic like Reese's

Just hoping they don't pull over the V

Five percent tinted the whip they'll never now it was me

Bro got the prices for the low he'll never fold on a P

Told me if rapping did work he's back to ordering key

That's how we living in this cold world

Got the drop on you from ya old girl

And all I had to do was make her toes curl

Don't trust niggas so it's f**k niggas how I feel

Never dumb niggas try ya luck wit it

I'll get rich or die trying