swan song

[Intro]
(I love you, Shyne)
Real [?] shit
You actin' like they don't see what the fuck goin' on
Fake [?]

[Verse]
Picked a side, you gon' motherfuckin' die there
Say what I want like Don Dada
Ain't talking funds, nigga, get out my eye sight
What's in my cup, this ain't açai
Everyday I'm outside trapping
Everyday making the magic
Lil' ho think I wanna cake her up
Whole time, I'm tryna make plays
You copping more than a eighth
And you ain't getting no discount
Ho, get the fuck out my face
Niggas be talking 'bout money a lot
We know the shit that you make
You better make some' shake, you better make some' happen
Everyday gotta argue with has beens
Don't know why niggas don't realize they past tense
Cop a O, and I split the whole half of it
Smoking dope to the face, I'm not passing shit
On that car, nigga, who in that black truck?
Me and gang in this bitch and we masked up
Folks tried to run, but them hollow tips catch up
Hop on the E-way 'cause twelve tryna catch us
I did some shit that most niggas can't measure
I did some shit that you'll never amount to
They leave the club, well, then we finna bounce too
Tryna ignore us, but yo' bitch, she bounce to it
I'm rocking shit you could prolly afford, but you couldn't even find if you tried
Two to his spine, one to his head, how the fuck he survive?
Double tap, I'm putting four in his grill, I fuck up his veneers just for talking online
I'm in psychosis, I'm losing my mind
I know I need therapy, don't got the time
Still got a couple kills I gotta cross of the list then I'm taking hiatus to cleanse
If you see 'em still breathing, then that mean the mission ain't finished and I'm finna spin
Slimey lil' nigga, just look in my eyes, I'm like bishop when I get the Gen
Ain't no killer, but say if you push me to do it, lil' nigga, it really depend

[Outro]
Fuck you talkin' 'bout nigga?
Fuck you talkin' 'bout