Under$tand

You want that Benz and shit?
You know? That fast money
Hope you know what come with this shit now
Shit

Ayy, ayy, shit get real in these streets
Nigga 'Fore you jump off that
Porch, you better think, nigga
Is you ready for court dates every week
Nigga? 'Cause you been grindin' from
December to Dеcember pull up on your street
They start shootin' out thеm heat-seekers
Pull up on your block with them
Glocks with green beams in 'em
Better watch your back, can't
Relax, it ain't sweet, nigga
The key is just stay on board
I hear they deletin' niggas

Fast is the wildest way of livin' 'cause you
Either gon' die or end up in prison
Ain't no suit and tie, just be
Glocks and nines with niggas, sad to say
It's either way, it's gon' get
You four flat tires, lil' nigga
And once you're in it
You're in it 'cause it's a trap
So if you ain't all in it
To win it then fall back
Better keep your pistol and watch your
Niggas and cut 'em off
They hand you scissors, 'cause if not
They gon' stab you in your back

I understand that you wanna ball, ayy
You want them bands and you want 'em all
But you gotta understand what's all involved
Like shootouts with the opps
Run-ins with the law, ayy
This shit is ill, and it get flawed
And when shit get real
There's no one to call
Trustin' with your back turned
Will get you killed
And runnin' with your eyes closed
You're gonna fall