Yeah!!! It's a deal, I won't no more, in the game with no love, Got these niggas shit, Ha, ha, ha, Let me get 'em for you, Now listen!!! Ah,Yeah!!! As a boy I used to upon my niggas, I fell in love with the chainz they wearing, My mama told me son stress, One day you will pop own shit, And got own bitches, I guess we all have but we gotta push hard, These keep stressing but they don't do shit, I took the step and wrote everything that's on my mind, I told these niggas gotta smoke a lot of before you spit that shit, LJ be in synagogue tell these niggas stress, Got these niggas like they MC, Homie you mad I'm IC, I'm burning salads, I ain't got no nigga, Bitch you don't to like me, But you feel me, Fly a bird, We Eat Day tattoo don't trip, I'm talking 365 dreams, If you ain't form my hood then you talking about me, You I'm one of them, Don't trip God forwarded gift to me, it's just me, myself and I, Never know how I up, These niggas be money and waste it on bitches, Homie I giving you lecture, But I'm just facts, You gotta focus like when you fuck your own bitch you wanna make her feel good, You got your favourate LJ be in your bitch nigga, I hard, I play hard, I win easy, A shout out to my PK and MA7, LJ be rocking side with some thirst heavy bitches, Well stress my niggas, make cash first, I stress no more, I'm this shit, You try'na bring me by reviling my past on you tube, Well, hell yeah homie I sold that nigga, You do shit cause I'm always up here, A smoke face nigga, one on my finger, I it nigga, a dream now nigga, I'm shit everyday nigga, I keep my game above all niggas, Who wanna bring me now suck it.