Dimes

Shit to me is a dime
Bih see me she mines
Writin my lines
Making da bred

He shot at me like he want me dead
But I shoot first seen it all red
Bodies on da floor like they was bled
Opps on me, saying how they gon slide

Tried to slide they all died
Word on da streets
Im dat guy
On my gun shoot him I said bye

Mommies, Daddies they done cried
Said they son fried
Ain't the first time
Bleep went the line

Gone fo da crimes
Dont matter how much i do the timе
All I get is my racks
10 shots to dey backs

Annoying me all facts
Forgottеn like trash
His head I bash
The bank I cash

Shot him drove fast like da flash
They see me fosho they gon lash
No regrets,im outta my debts