Choose One

All I see is dead people

Come through the hood, **** starvin'

If you ain't tryna pay what I'm chargin'

All I see is dead people

I'm not doing no arguing

No deals, I ain't giving no bargains

My Glock 9 give you 16 ways to die, choose one

Give it to ya how ya want it

My .45 give ya 32 ways to die, choose one

I shoot 'em up bang, bang, shit well still on it, ****

Every day a star's rising

It ain't no love here, but  your hear's tied in

Soul slippin', sparks flyin'

Masterpieces is a art dyin'

Crime release, we break apart lyin'

Man down the parts cryin'

Tears of joy heal a real McCoy

Burry you worries, don't wonder who ride for ya

Know yourself, relax and study

Bloody your uniform, no rest keep movin'

On anybody who do you wrong, wrong turn, it's on

Some chain got took, somebody life got lost

Somebody water not workin', somebody lights cut off

I watch my partner OD in '03 in front of me

Took the plea, went on a spree, damn near downed the whole key

Paranoid, nose dirty, bout to go for them 30

You keep sayin he's hurting, now all his homies is worried

Second guessing this gangster, they don't know what he said

They don't know what he told, but now you know that he dead

All I see is dead people

Come through the hood, **** starvin'

If you ain't tryna pay what I'm chargin'

All I see is dead people

I'm not doing no arguing

No deals, I ain't giving no bargains

My Glock 9 give you 16 ways to die, choose one

Give it to ya how ya want it

My .45 give ya 32 ways to die, choose one

I shoot 'em up bang, bang, shit well still on it, ****

I'm in the trenches like a marine sniper in his Gillie suit

HK, SK, turn **** vegetables

Live past 22 like climbing Mount Everest with one shoe or flip flop

Middle finger to the opp

Bacon, egg, and cheese at my chip from last night

Smokin',  think about that drama from last night

Emotion in your mind, love and hate cause casualty

Old dog wack in that cave mentality

Dope boy salary, block ground athlete

Move so much weight I lost a couple calories

The palm sells the the size of D batteries

Get his like Jay Rock when that fat **** squeeze

My homies Kenny Booth doing life over 8 racks

Her broke down in court when they played the tape back

I'm from Mazant, 6 shots, I ate that

I won't pay back, let my kids slay that

All I see is dead people

Come through the hood, **** starvin'

If you ain't tryna pay what I'm chargin'

All I see is dead people

I'm not doing no arguing

No deals, I ain't giving no bargains

My Glock 9 give you 16 ways to die, choose one

Give it to ya how ya want it

My .45 give ya 32 ways to die, choose one

I shoot 'em up bang, bang, shit well still on it, ****