To all the killaz and the hundred dollar billers


To all the killaz and the hundred dollar billers whatu0027s up
To all the killaz in the streets trying eat whatu0027s up
To all the killaz trying get out of this life, itu0027s rough
It's rough, man

Air it out
What you talking bout
Semi automatics
All they care about

Grind hard
This the life
Red or blue flag
Start rolling dice

This the way
My only option
Got to flip dollars
Never be a doctor

Unless itu0027s all about the pharmaceuticals
Can bag or tag anything you need me too
Go to school
Shit I need a job

Ferrariu0027s and the Lambos
All we talk about
Education
Parents tell us bout it

Doesnu0027t mean that we need it
We can live without it
Byproducts of the systematic
Living active

Catch fire
From a nigga always living static
Man itu0027s relevant
Even though you hesitant

Real life
Not a game
Better figure out ya lane


To all the killaz and the hundred dollar billers whatu0027s up
To all the killaz in the streets trying eat whatu0027s up
To all the killaz trying get out of this life, itu0027s rough
It's rough, man

Ground zero
Welcome back
Man itu0027s catastrophic
Man Rashad lost his chest

From that sawn-off
Gloves on
What you thinking
Shit itu0027s so wrong

This everyday out here bruh
Shit its game on
Not saying thatu0027s it glorious work
Got to convert

Starving
Maybe dying of thirst
This ainu0027t the worst place
Or the best either

You stay alert
Cuz you used to the gun powde
Sour
Taste it man

On every hour
Got wolves out here
They devour
If you the prey

Better pray
Everyday
Or decide where you lay
Man these kill never play

Man it ainu0027t a game
What you thinking
You be rolling down easy lane
Never mane

Shit itu0027s crazy how we living life
Cause tomorrowu0027s never promised
Our minds just tarnished
All we see is darkness, uh


To all the killaz and the hundred dollar billers whatu0027s up
To all the killaz in the streets trying eat whatu0027s up
To all the killaz trying get out of this life, itu0027s rough
It's rough, man