M80

Who crazy? I'm crazy These kids need an M80 Just to walk safe to they KG's And we still smoking that crack My brother dead, he ain't comin' back Wanna G like me just to run it back But we don't give a fuck they just stabbed his ass For a new snap back, beats, and a back pack Now I pack a double pack of two back pack pack for any rapper Gang banger, mother fucka tryin' to slang on my street And any hoes trying to stand on my street We been in the hood for so long My stoop got an imprint of all My killas standing real tall And yeah, united we fall I was born in hell, how could shit get worse? And on my moms I'mma get this paper 'til my knees don't church (Swag) And When I say that shit it means sumn' Ever since the world didn't end I figured That my life might actually mean sumn' Bred out the apocalypse Mayan gods ain't stoppin this I fell, but I landed. I'm on top of this World heart break, dinner plate shot with piss Now I'm back in a muzzle flash And I got my oven hot As I light my Molotov with a ton of cash And my team never soft Stay cocked with some rocks, propane And that fresh full of thunderclaps