This is a song about "My nigga4"

Grab my knife and my gun

I told him get his 9 and run

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

Ay though i love you hate that bitch that's always with you

In time we learned to live a life of crime

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Now that's what you call a game

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Just to go to liv on a sunday

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

My wondrous success bombs my regrets