The Guy That Plans It

[Intro]
It's powerful shit right there
My nigga

[Verse]
I'd rather be revered than feared
Surveillance tapes get shown, I shot him, shells slid under his bed
Beef was weird, everybody standing right there
His na-na looked, lost her balance and yelled to the queer
By the end of eleven, rounds got aired
Me and my nigga got pound happy, this is just a statement, so here
Prince under the tents laughin', he wrong, Bone took his phone
Elmo took off, right then it was on, yeah
We ain't care, dragged him by the side of the stairs
Took his cross, slapped out three of his veneers
He had a watch on, that shit was Pierre's
He died in '89 from an overdose, he jumped off the tier
(Mindys from Wendy's was there)
Tears in his face, why y'all do 'em? Yo, you know that I knew him, bro
(You got the wrong nigga, be clear)
Now it's gon' be a big war, pig broke his jaw, Rae here
(How much he had on him?) 250 on him, blicky on him
L, some sticky on him, some Fendi glasses on his ear
(He should've ran) Frontin' next to Blunt and Blanch
Stuntin' like he's something, now he cancelled