This is a song about "Reply"

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

I don't get a reply, guess religion is a lie

Oh don't reply you already cost me

The good kid from the ugly city

In my reply, i ain't up high, i'm closer in a future sense

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

Praying to god but see he never had a reply

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

You reply to a beef it starts a new chain reaction

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

Starting beef, with rappers that dont have the balls to reply,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

God calling the name but we didnt give a reply

But you guy's are like facebook messages i have to wait for your reply,

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die