Goodbye

My favorite rappers was Pac, Big & Jay

Nas & Fiddy Cent, N.W.A yeah

Screaming fuck cops before them niggas

My older brother had me pulling the trigger (yeah)

Everyday I was running from the law

Hit out on the competition I'm coming for them all yeah

Caught his ass slipping, coming from the mall

He had his kids so I let him live

But if I see him again he wouldn't get a pass

Baby want that Jellotin pudding in her ass "Splash

Duffle full of cash,"you ever speak of my name I'm coming for ya fast"

You niggaz be lolly pop, cotton candy, colder than winter hot as Miami

The musical mercenary is back, lyrical nigga please

I'm murdering you motherfucka's I make 'em memories (yeah)

You can, run with us or get, run over

No more slipping we getting older

Forty-four in the holster

Baby you can cry on my shoulder

Yeah, we doing what they said we'll never do

Look out the window of the Lear it's a better view

It's over for you niggaz goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

(40 boys nigga, you know what's up)

(Alright, yeah)

Run with us or get run over

All you niggas are dolce's

Come to coke, I'm your broker

I be having it like sosa (scarface)

Shipping it down to Dover (Delaware)

That's what got me the crib in Boca (Florida)

I ain't wearing no fashion nova (faggot)

Ya'll niggas should have a [?] (pussy)

Ya'll niggas the dunda dunce

I play the back but I love the front

You know exactly where we from

Wifey here gettin' done

Got an 8 ball in her bun (uh oh)

There cam go, me and Charly Rambo

40th and Lennox we play human commando

We needed Lucini, no cam blow

Yo Max, I don't think they understand though

You can, run with us or get, run over

No more slipping we getting older

Forty-four in the holster

Baby you can cry on my shoulder

Yeah, we doing what they said we'll never do

Look out the window of the Lear it's a better view

It's over for you niggaz goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye

I'm a boss, I'm a God

Taking pictures for the sauce, dripping sauce, foreign cars

Maneuver with my rod

Out my mind for real

I be in the Uber with a bomb

Got the drop where you living

Make you go move in with your mom

This 40 will make you back flip

My young bitch dropped out of school but she does my taxes

I'm on 40th knocking Max's shit

We're starving, can't believe they tried to feed me with rations

I'm the hottest to come up out of Manhattan since Cam was spazzin'

All day I see cameras flashin'

Dirt gang we bandana flaggin'

No talk we demanding action

Give a fuck what your man be askin'

He was the toughest them shots went off and you ran the fastest

Vacationing down in Florida and they caught him in Tampa lackin'

Big gavel when you come home, they gotta bring Grand Cru back

I just need a location to move and I can move that

Niggas think I might drew hell, before I even drew that

They violated, couldn't recognize and they like who that

Pray that my niggas shoot back

You can, run with us or get, run over

No more slipping we getting older

Forty-four in the holster

Baby you can cry on my shoulder

Yeah, we doing what they said we'll never do

Look out the window of the Lear it's a better view

It's over for you niggaz goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye