14. 100 Bars & Gunnin

[00:19.70] Bitch I'm on a mission, my destination the grave

[00:21.70] Aim my chopper to yo' head then I take off your toupée

[00:24.19] Mobbin' fo' deep inside of a bucket, the transmission slippin'

[00:27.43] Had a conversation with the devil, told me get to rippin'

[00:29.93] It's the Grey 59, Throw your six up in the air

[00:32.43] Darkness falling from above, Step across and bitch beware

[00:34.93] I'd rather die from my feet than to live up on my knees

[00:37.69] True soldier from the trenches, jumpin' out the 7 seas

[00:40.43] Fuck with me get your wig pulled back

[00:42.93] Steady swervin' off a Xanax, that I put inside the shack

[00:45.17] This shit is kickin' in and I just don't know how to act

[00:47.70] My remembrance is enough bout to pull a hijack

[00:50.42] Crash a plane inside of a buildin', now watch the bodies burn

[00:52.95] As the world turns, police service coming' but I'm not concerned

[00:55.70] Suicide, I'll lay my ashes inside of a gold urn

[00:58.40] Shootin' at these busters so you know murder is what I yearn

[01:01.17] Get a call it from my uncle, tells me "nephew what you doin'?

[01:03.44] Come to M-town, we can get some money and pick up you"

[01:06.16] Ball 'til the day I fall, hundred ghost walks when I crawl

[01:08.68] Keep my back along the wall

[01:09.93] Watch another pussy fall

[01:11.18] Mind fucked up, keep the toolie like I'm Bobby mane

[01:13.69] In the kitchen whippin' up a storm and standin' in the rain

[01:16.19] 5*9 plug till my body turns grey

[01:18.42] Till you put me in the dirt and leave my body to decay

[01:21.18] Run up, bitch you don't wanna

[01:22.67] I keep my gun up, 'till the sun up

[01:24.43] We on the come up

[01:25.43] I push this gat into yo stomach

[01:26.92] Bitch I'm the gunna

[01:27.93] You think you ballin'

[01:28.95] You no stunna 'cause imma hunna

[01:30.43] This is a stick-up

[01:31.19] I get down when I come around a mask over my face

[01:33.68] Buckin' at the window, drive-by bitches give me space

[01:36.18] I don't need to talk to nobody 'cus all you suckas fake

[01:38.93] Bitch you mad about the fact, that your music don't make plays

[01:41.45] Sellin' reposts yous a hoe, I need 10 to spit a flow

[01:44.42] Twenty bands up at your show, gorilla comin' out the sko

[01:46.95] Brown paper bagged up St. Ides sippin

[01:49.27] Like I said, in the beginning, I'm a killa on a mission

[01:51.76] Betta back the fuck up 'cus shits about to get real

[01:54.30] Call upon the fucking devil so him and I cut a deal

[01:56.82] Searchin fo' another meal, could give a fuck how you feel

[01:59.29] Bitch you fuckin' with the wrong one, I'm 'bout to make you squeal