Antonio Tuttle

This shit forever, what else, homie? You know that
Two-two-seven the Mafia
Got a lot of repentin' to do, nigga, pray for me
Hope I make it to Heaven, you know?
All this shit we done did, gang

It ain't no trespassin', ducked all the face masks and chess-passers
One time I almost got hit in my shit but Swali kept blastin'
Nine rounds, knowin' that that heat will never wind down
Let me find out where niggas be at, I'ma finna slide down
Five pounds of pressure, all it take to pull that trigger back
Blocks slappin' so hard, ain't shit to get a nigga fapped
Never underattend, strippin' get your killer splat
Brain splattered all over the pavement, it's a rental's wrap (let's get it)
I been adapted to my habitat, you gotta love it
All the drug dealin' and the drillin', I'm a product of it (uh-huh)
When it come to discussin' cheddy, I'm the topic of it
Black box on the glizzy with a fifty on the bottom of it
Get right in broad daylight, they know they got it comin'
Bet one of us, if not all of us, got it if we out in public
Ain't gotta tuck it, know what I'm doin' if I gotta up it
Shout to my youngin, he gon' blow it like he got the trumpet
Let's get it

Ever slept with a snake?
Looked in the eyes and stared death in the face?
Faces of death, F on my waist, ain't got no cases to catch
Pay my respects, niggas never was safe
I came to collect, but can't escape when I'm afraid to accept
Nevertheless, a nigga kept it in place
Took it to stride, got me thinkin', "Maybe I'm next"
Instead I've been chamberin', dangled with the angel of death
With one in the head

Yeah, empty the drum in yo' dreads
Playin' roulette with Russian K's 'cause they shoot quicker
Same nigga throwin' up treys in my school picture
BS to the Bay, had to sell yay to cop some new kickers
Got two sisters, different mothers, one full-blooded
Fully loaded chop'll leave a nigga whole hood flooded
Don't make me park the red seat, new AR XD
Blackout on the Drac' and escalate, don't wanna test me
Let's see who really on that time, type in hindsight
Chirps clean as chlorine, my wrist look like a Klondike
Long live Diamond, it's Mr. Two Pots Jammin'
Servin' all these pops 'cause the work whiter than Knots Landin'
Gave my jeweler a honeybun and made my charm special
Weed so strong, shit hit like it wanna arm wrestle
Everything within arm's reach, that mean it's touchable
You see me with my hand out, I was servin' up a clux of blow, nigga

Ever slept with a snake?
Looked in the eyes and stared death in the face?
Faces of death, F on my waist, ain't got no cases to catch
Pay my respects, niggas never was safe
I came to collect, but can't escape when I'm afraid to accept
Nevertheless, a nigga kept it in place
Took it to stride, got me thinkin', "Maybe I'm next"
Instead I've been chamberin', dangled with the angel of death
With one in the head