Mentally Gone

[Verse]
On the block living life like Velly
And I knew you pussy niggas wasn't ready
And my niggas only tote the MAC 11
And them niggas wanted Red Dead Redemption
And we knocking niggas off not to mention
Grab the fire, then we all want tension
And them niggas tried to get me out the East Wick
On the top floor making hoes seasick
And I love the fuckin' feel of the Glock 9
This a no fly zone then it's shots fired
Bitch, you worry 'bout yours, I'ma pop mine
Even if I gotta up this .40 one time
And it failed if I make a stop time
And these dub-ass niggas stealing gang signs
How you cappin' what you rappin' in your punchlines?
And she suck the whole gang 'cause she don't mind
When we trappin' in the hood, we look both ways
And they call me 40 'cause I love the gun play
And the bitches in the trap, they do what I say
And they snitchin' in the trap, we call 'em Nine Trey
Put extensions on the Glock because we make him shake
If these niggas want a Perc' then it's die day
I don't want no conversation, I'ma make it shake
And I had to kill the opps on a friday
And them niggas say Spaz act crazy
Damn, I really meant brazy
Big B's, I'm the real ape baby
This that cap or die life, man, these niggas won't chase me
If I shoot him the leg then I bet he walk lazy
I'm a east side nigga but that south side raised me
I'm a south side nigga but that north side crazy
And these pussy-ass niggas talkin' shit, don't phase me
Bet I shoot a fuck nigga, fuck that boy, come take me, yeah
Yeah, I'm big GDK, nigga
And I been dropping rakes, nigga
What that pussy nigga really finna say, nigga?
We'll take his ass off with that K, nigga
And I been trappin' hard with some shake, nigga
You can catch me at the park by that lake, nigga
And I might shoot 'em just for Gods sake, nigga
EBG, Band Gang, broke the bank, nigga
Man, long live [?] and long live Tristan
And whoever shot my brother, man, that nigga went missing
And that boy got shot, man, them boys got distant
Man, them pussy-ass niggas got cropped out the picture
This a red zone nigga, I can't hang 'round no bitches
And they heard the gun shots, man, them niggas really listen
I'm a hot boy, nigga, 'cause I really love dissing
And that boy got hooked, now he swimming with the fishes (Huh)
Man, lil' nigga, don't play with your life
There's a lot of pussy niggas out dying outside
If lil' Kilo say the word then we all gon' slide
This a money world, nigga, man, your boy fish fried
And I'm tryna find myself, man, it’s good if I’m trying
Hit 'em with the switchblade, man, that boy went flying
It’s a lotta moms crying 'cause they sons out dying
If you fuckin with the gang, then you might just pay a fine