How

(Hook: G Fredo x2)
How you gon' say I ain't real I did more for this block than you ever will
Put it on God, be the first nigga slidin' whenever it's lit you ain't never there
They know my shottas pop out on that shit, try to run bitch I bet we gon' get em' still
Shots hit his jaw, send that bitch up to God, let that lil nigga go see how heaven feel

(Verse: 151 Shiraq)
We be outside tryna slide on them niggas whenever we hear that they in the field
Bro got life for that body, they lost it in trial but my nigga still kept it real
Roc got 20 to lifе, it don't matter the price, that's bro woulda payеd his bail
Real jumpout gang just up it and bang cus they know we keep the steel
Send em' up top see how heaven feels
Nigga we poppin' these opps like pills
Whoever post up on that block get killed
Me and E still got them packs for sale
This .40 on me, I keep that concealed
You run up wrong get his brains get spilled
My shotta just wanna get rich and drill, free niggas my niggas don't fuck with 12

If it's up then it's stuck oh well
Get shot in the street or get stabbed in jail
We turned opps into packs for real
We the reason they gotta get back for real
Caught his first body lil brodie got chills
They took one of ours but they know how it feels
We can't wait til they let Fredo outta them jails, real niggas did more than you ever will

Why they ducking smoke? Cus them niggas scared
And we got the drop off his Instagram
Before I see my mother's face in tears, I'll let her see me do 100 years
The goal was always make it out the hood, but most these niggas don't got a plan
Hate these streets, why the good die young?
Wish God gave my bro a second chance

(Hook: G Fredo x2)
How you gon' say I ain't real I did more for this block than you ever will
Put it on God, be the first nigga slidin' whenever it's lit you ain't never there
They know my shottas pop out on that shit, try to run bitch I bet we gon' get em' still
Shots hit his jaw, send that bitch up to God, let that lil nigga go see how heaven feel