Devil's Pie

When I was 17 I bought my 1st pair of Gucci sneaks Stuntin ta my death, black hearse louis seats Arms folded in Armani when I lie in it Gold casket, make a live nigga wanna die in it Younger days battlin back and forth torchin niggas Terminator flow I done kilt all sorts of niggas 7 in that bunk bed dreamin bout' Porches Hoodrats wit weave couldn't fuck with them horses But its heavy shoppin barely catch a nigga browsin Sittin high I could probably spot a nigga drownin Young Kings we need all those crowns They be like Avon tryna take Marlo down Know what its like ta have ya ribs touchin ? You sittin not eatin how u wanna, hunger level on Muslim Keep myself in a book so its easy ta face a sentence Never seen prison but if I did it wouldn't make a difference Black face, black jewelry, black bitch Black shootgun, shotgun in that black whip Black homies black businesses Black president akin black benifits Since day 1 the world gave us a choice ta sin The end of the road is here you can't turn these boys ta men I'm lookin for a bad dame ... in Atlanta So I'm circlin the A like the beginnin of a @name They see me out and I'm well She screeched when I slayed her, that pussy wasn't saved by the bell And she think she gettin somethin up from me when I sell? A Fendi jacket? Some shoes from YSL? Mothafuck a Prince Charmin I'm known as "that nigga" My future wife Cinderella but her ass bigger We fuck pass 12 she stuntin on these wack niggas Red bottoms heels or Giuseppe's fuck a glass slipper Still hittin side hoes when I ride out Open up a chick's walls like batman hide-out Cause ain't nobody loyal, boy I will destroy you Play that role of Alpo you'll end up like dog food Bitches thinkin they bad but they really hit Clown niggas thinkin they scary but ain't really it My niggas scruffed out full beard on that Philly shit Better luck in Hell or Heaven cause your life ain't really shit