Six

Still waiting on that heifer, Julio Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you You're cool And fuck you, I'm out Yuh, three, two, I'm the one Two, two, three, you bitches done Creep the streets, look like a blunt Stacking my money and ducking the sun Fuck what you heard about me I'm swerving through Miami-Dade County You would've thought there was a bounty on me, yuh All but six the clique And don't you mention the six unless you speak my name Pull out that pistol, point it at my brain Turn me into a memory, a stain And nothing remain You suck a dick to be famous I'm ducking and dodging from cameras and lights And bitches like it was my language Better be gone Know what I'm talking 'bout, nigga Know what I'm saying? Young motherfucker being big, nigga Yeah Yeah, yeah I don't wanna rob you jit, but I ain't make it yet I hope that I don't lose my mind if I make a check They ask me what's wrong like all the time, I can't tell you, man This ghost keep flying 'round my crib, it's like he paid for that Yeah, yeah, I don't wanna lose my soul, the moon keep stalking me A blunt rest upon my fireplace where Christmas stockings be The antiques of a haunted man are washed up on the beach Some dumbass nigga gon' pick it up, start fronting off the teeth Bad nigga Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And I can't even lie, wouldn't mind a war with you Yeah, yeah, yeah From the sun to the moon and sky, lil' head gon' tell the truth Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And I can't even lie, wouldn't mind a war with you Yeah, yeah, yeah From the sun to the moon and sky, lil' head gon' tell the truth