This is a song about "Thanks to you my tickets are gone"

Paid for all my tickets, cops begin to drop some charge

I need henny on the rock, my queen top notch

Ogkillah killed, thanks for adding to my victory stack,

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

Tickets to mimic my shimmick have hit the mischief limits,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Before i'm gone, the secrets are not told to the youth,

Blowin' fluke horns, i'm not high

You gone take care of my

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

And so are my memories, but if it's gone it's not important

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

Authorities are mine so if you wanna live be gone

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Hahahaha thanks for taking the time to read my shit/