This is a song about "My nigga be on that shit"

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

That type of shit make a nigga crazy

I'm that nigga on the block

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

Funeral, check my phone, reacting like its new to you

Your shit is old, but nigga my shit is brand new.

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Like a marker on carpet, you know that shit won't ever be the same.

It be that nigga that nobody really knows

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Bank on that shit dawg i'm stroking my knob.

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Nigga bye this is my closure, still the king and forever will be, that im so sure.

Try to find a way to make it out the gamei leave this and hope god can see my heart is pure

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

It's just i got a list of shit that i just have to be on