I ain't gonna sit up here and lie and say I'm finished with the album
Cuz if anybody know I ain't finished,
you know I ain't finished
But niggas say, yo you gotta do a mixtape son,
niggas hitting me, texting me, emailing
Yeah, yo, the game's getting old,
Coming home a little bigger
Trey pound down or nine'd up
no tellin' where you could wind up
York, lotta soft niggas signed up
I could do back -to -back bullets,
And a big shipment of somethin'
other niggas is fenced in
Couple of them just touched down,
Cut ain't bad enough for staples,
Lucky that the doctor was
Yeah, what the fuck did you tell me?
Red and green stripe or the capital