This is a song about "Drive by"

I don't drive by, i walk up to random people with a gun

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Let a nigga drive slow,

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Nigga livin the life

I'll come up to you, spray you down, and drive-by when you're home alone,

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

I know your nervous swervin like it's you first drive by

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

Drive camaros, hungry

And now that i’m getting money

Quietly violent drive irises

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live