Last Man Standing

(Verse 1: Mr. TiniMaine)
Awaken on a Sunday morning puff on my morning blunt cause something ain't right, I'm feeling so strange Mr. TiniMaine i got that nigga jus got killed what the fuck is up? I just got caught cheefin nigga that's my pear niggas round the corner had some anna cause subtract these fools jealous bitches made this choice lets' go solve this bustarelotion. AK47, mac 10, 573, 89 millimeter, 32, 25, 16 gauge, 12 gauge can my motherfucking niggas get a drink? nigga I'm so full i feel the Hennessey {?} pour some liquor to the curb so angry that i can't even blink. first in my retaliate my niggas hit that funk and crunk. lock you bitches in the trunk and smack em with the pump before i dump em in a river scared i saw the ship bucking at them slow ass niggas in the pen they don't have shit on us trick. Now you rest in peace my nigga, pray the lord my soul to keep touring on 1975 lil tini5 its just a

(Verse 2: King Goldie)
Do or Die, blood drip, drop when I {?} Knowing west like pimp know what i mean? Lay it down, demons mine still that super straight. Ballas six {?} I can't breath when I rest in peace. cocktail like living ain't about shit King Goldie Mack down and smack all these bitches. I bust a cap in them hoes for that cashflow. Fist, First ass out, tricks I leave them in a hearse. I drop a 10 mill down as I concentrate. heartless don't split my head as I start to pray. why lay low lawn? They wish for a crime, street niggas straight I got it cool and keep a silent mind. I play my card right like {?} Is in the house nightlight, keep me on a red beam, that's when I grab my weapon, scooping victims'. Pour you're body, drank and smoke the blunt on my pillow
(Verse 4: Mr. TiniMaine)
Awaken from a deep sleep gripping on skull cap turnt to left watch another dept 9 millimeter to your back, take your last breath. Never saw my face caus its in dark dressed in black, when you saw the dust from my shadow. Night mare on Elmridge murders i did drop them hoes burning in the fields. Hydro smoking out my window, got a 40oz of dope cheefin from the {?} Pocket full of rocks and the mashrocks, po po creepin on a nigga, tryna lock me in the cage. mane im so fucked up, serves what sup run and {?} Bitches on my dick so don't be selfish while up in my trunk. Jealous cause I krept and i kame, Booming let your {?} play. since you running behind them bitches, that's going to make your pockets stay flad. sipping on some earf and churf and hurt these mothafuckas still. cracking for my weapon, tryna splurge im the only one standing