This is a song about "Crews"

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Locking the nine, load it up, dissing bitch crews,

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

So play away but stay awake, my crews change the game,

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

But those crews i ran with were tough and cold as icicles,

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Would you be running with crews or have somethin' to prove,

You think your crews hard? you ain't ready for this shit

Double m-g not to mention we got that

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

Even for our fuckin' crews, because we all throwin' slugs,

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Smoking crews like good weed or cigarettes

And gangs with specific crews, brother against brother,

I bet i get the fall rosay had this summer