Emotionless Just Woke Up, Top of the AM Word on the Streets niggas tryna slay em I Can't blame em I got hard for them gangs They want me out the way cus they can't maintain em But I'm acquainted with the killers and the bangers Dope slangers got money out the anus Bitches all on my penis, Cus Dolla bill a gangsta ya mans a ballerina Young hyaena no roof on the Beamer Got the swag of a boss with a dope boys demeanor Before this rap shit, I was street famous Tryna knock us out the way cus they can't maintain us But that ain't change it's dolla bill still hangin I can have a nigga gone with the snap of my fingers My advice is don't anger us, I Can give you wings turn you into a angel bruh See all these bangers up, a 100 shooters with me Hit you niggas from every motherfuckin angle bruh From the ankle up have you all dangled up You out of menice I think it's time you hang it up The clock tickin ol' nigga start snitchin Tellin On a young boy he ain't wanna see the prison But he ain't wanna see his misses Imma have the bitch swimming in the east mississippi Play with me I play my part and take your heart You just a fish swimmin around with the great shark I Play clark kent superman shit A 100 birds relay just a underhand pick Statin' here in my stan smith Every second I get I thank the lord for the gift Statin' here in my stan smith Every second I get I thank the lord for the gift Yeah, knowimtalkinbout My Emotions aside The streets shits a fool man Keep your feelins in your heart LONG LIVE DOLLA