Long Live

[Intro]
Long live the guys you heard me
Free the guys you niggas know what the fuck the business is you heard me
Head yougin you heard me

[Verse]
Ridin’ with my 60 got me feeling like I’m Nipsey
Beaucoup murders in my city
I know not to leave my glizzy
In my rear view I ain’t slippin’ pull inside I bet I flip it
Spent a bag on them switches name a youngin fuckin’ with us
Frontline with my killers we ain’t dodging rats with niggas
Talk to brookie hope she feel me, leave you ‘lone ain’t my intentions
Clutch my pistol dodging sentences
Catch a opp I bet I kill him
FaceTime me a nigga this real beef no I ain’t slippin’
I still got them charges pending leave the streets no I ain’t with it
My nigga told he a witness, thought he was solid but he flippin’
Shit, speaking of that flippin’ we makin’ mama’s bury children
Shoot ‘em all fuck a witness, whoever out there get the business
From high speeds in the trenches, them brand new glizzys with extensions
My mama tried but I ain’t listen
My nigga died now I’m fishing
At the graveyard with my .50, behind the guys we overkilling
I don’t know ‘bout them older niggas, but the city know we drillin’
He ain’t tired he steady spinnin’ V say that we trippin’
I’m down to smoke the whole bid, who say they rollin’ on my nigga?
You better have that cutter with you
I’m a young soldier nigga, I’m runnin’ with some cold killers, fill the rental up with switches
Talk on the net these niggas bitches, behind that wall I’m gangster nigga
I been a problem with a pistol, you know about yougin been official
Was tryna cross shit out the picture before you even went on a mission
Pull up stalk out where you livin’
Brand new chop came with a titty
All my glizzys got extensions went out wrong I get the blicky
Hope God forgive me know I’m sinning
I throw some shots and lock your engine
On house arrest my cutter with me
This bitch a fully I ain’t trippin’
Long live my niggas I ain’t trippin’, we ain’t never gon’ stop killing

[Outro]
Yeah man you heard me
You niggas know the fuck the business is you heard me
Long live the guys bitch, free the guys you heard me
You niggas ain’t on shit man all you niggas pussy
You heard me
I walk around this bitch with fully auto cutters you heard me
Got me feeling like I’m in the cartel you heard me
Bitch we fully gang, bully gang you heard me
We got fully glizzys, fully chops, we got whatever
And when them crackers let me out the box I’m tryna put a nigga in a box you heard me