Fly (feat. Slimesito)

On Gang
N**** you ain't real I can see it in your eyes
You a small fry n**** I got mob ties
Pulled up on yo block n**** you cannot hide
I don't like tech nines n**** I just like glock nines
I like compact pistols I don't like .45's ​n****
And I got a bad bitch and she acting shy
All these mothafuckin' sticks n****, I can't let shit slide
All these shooters doing drills every day like it's the Chi
Where I come from you can't lack everyday I tote that fire
I remember thirteen with that stick doing drive-bys
n***** touring on machines I can't let that shit fly
Teachers said I won't gon be shit n**** cause I stay high
All these racks up in my pants n**** I'm the bad guy
Everybody Thouting Stress n**** that's why I got five
n***** talking behind my back n**** but it's all lies
In a foreign double down yeah I'm toting two nines
All my n***** in the street and them n***** pullin slime
I don't really trust no n**** , cause these n***** be dropping dimes Hit that n**** with the stick yeah I shot him nine times
All my n***** live in crime n**** I don't have no time
Slime that n**** for his work he ain't see shit like he blind
And i'm sipping on this red n**** and that shit ain't wine
In the trap I got that fire gotta keep it all times
And all these fucking drugs I can't pull up all the time