This is a song about "Homies why u snitching"

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit

Got a house full of homies, why i feel so the opposite?

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

Why cry, when i could take his advise,"always look a man in his eyes before u kill him,"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

And thats why u seen me all over ya bae, nigga

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Mobbing with the homies and family

Bullets flying, fake homies lying

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Thats why u behind u still the right on the hill...

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill