Passing The Ladder

[Intro]
Alright (Double0)
Free my hood, nigga, fuck your hood, nigga
I'm still on the Ave where it's all good, nigga
Tell the opps post they side, we gon' pull up and kill all they ass, nigga
Alright, okay

[Chorus]
Go on 'head, diss on the gang (Go on 'head), that ain't gon' get you shit but a brand new casket (Dumbass)
Free Lil' Three, when I was down bad on my dick, he was comin', I ain't have to ask him (That's my dog)
It's a lot of Glocks in the city, but other niggas just take pics, we the ones that blast 'em (For real)
Still wanna troll on the 'net, they ain't learned yet, we gon' do his ass just like the last one (Dumbass)
This not a regular Jeep, just look at the seats, you can't tell, dumbass? This the fast one
Shot his ass so many times, now he wanna change his life, this nigga a pastor (His bitch ass)
The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes and shit, when you die, none of that gon' matter (For real)
And ain't nobody give me shit, I'd dumb as fuck to be passin' the ladder (The fuck?)

[Verse]
For the people that's here for the money, get the fuck on, I don't really need you around (For real)
They all in my face when it's right, soon as shit go left, niggas nowhere to be found (The fuck?)
After them missions, I'm prayin' right after I'm sinnin' 'cause that could've been me on the ground (For real)
Uh, he askin' for help, when I was just broke as a bitch, he wouldn't even give me a pound
What the fuck be wrong with niggas? I don't gotta watch my tone with niggas (I don't)
I don't wanna talk, if it ain't nothin' important, I hang up the phone on niggas (Bye)
Uh, I don't give a fuck 'bout rap, I still be thirsty to bounce out and dome a nigga
Put this bitch to his head, knock off his dreads, I'm tryna comb a nigga
All that shit she said, my mama was right, but my dumb ass ain't wanna listen
When I was a kid, nigga, we couldn't afford it, that's why I don't like Christmas
They said I wouldn't be shit, now out of my family, bitch, I'm the youngest and richest (For real)
Of course I had it hard, but I gotta thank God 'cause he made me this gifted (For real)

[Chorus]
Go on 'head, diss on the gang (Go on 'head), that ain't gon' get you shit but a brand new casket (Dumbass)
Free Lil' Three, when I was down bad on my dick, he was comin', I ain't have to ask him (That's my dog)
It's a lot of Glocks in the city, but other niggas just take pics, we the ones that blast 'em (For real)
Still wanna troll on the 'net, they ain't learned yet, we gon' do his ass just like the last one
This not a regular Jeep, just look at the seats, you can't tell, dumbass? This the fast one
Shot his ass so many times, now he wanna change his life, this nigga a pastor (His bitch ass)
The money, the cars, the clothes, the hoes and shit, when you die, none of that gon' matter (For real)
And ain't nobody give me shit, I'd dumb as fuck to be passin' the ladder

[Outro]
Free my hood, nigga
We'll come extort your hood, nigga
Free Three, nigga, free Brick, nigga, free Morrie
We be the ones that's creepin' on your street, nigga
We'll leave you deceased, nigga, for real
We put shit underneath, nigga
The fuck?