495 (feat. Rico Nasty, YungManny, Big Flock, Big JAM & Weensey)

All of a sudden, I'm in a dream (love can be so cruel)
 Just lookin' at you has made it begin (love got me on you)
 What Juicy say? He like, shut the fuck up
 Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, nigga)
 Yeah, yeah, yeah
 Uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh (yeah, nigga)
 R.I.P. Bankroll, R.I.P. Nipsey
 R.I.P. Smoke Dawg, R.I.P. Jimmy
 R.I.P. Pop Smoke, that shit got me stressed
 R.I.P. X-X-X-X-X
 I got three oppositions that might fuck 'round and blow (blow)
 I just plot, then I watch, get 'em bust down for low (Low)
 Ooh, that's Flock, he got the Glock
 And he got the drop, don't get shot
 You get caught slippin', slippin', slippin', slippin'
 You gon' get mopped
 I can't tell if he real or pussy, hmm, I'm tryna decipher
 Me and my brodie used to live a good life, now he a lifer
 Now he a killer, now he gorilla
 Tryna be dope, now he a dealer
 Movin' that gas, come get a fill-up
 Premium-grade, no Reggie Miller, uh
 IPhone 1, pull up, take it, uh
 My iPhone 2, get it with the crew
 IPhone 8, niggas had the Drac'
 IPhone X, leave a nigga late
 Bitch, I'm not with that cappin' or extra fakin'
 And I'm sending them shots with no explanation
 Bullets rain on your block, precipitation
 When me and JAM slide, no miscommunication
 I was only sixteen when our house got raided
 I was only thirteen and incarcerated
 Been this way since a child, need no validation
 You gon' die from this smoke, cancer patient
 R.I.P. too explicit, I'm XXX
 Shoutout Tobi, I die for my men, that's facts
 If I'm takin' your shit, you can't get that back
 Do not turn his music on, that's that cap
 7.62, shit, that's my type, no Saweetie
 I might splatter his blood on the wall, no graffiti
 Stick in my hand, do a spell like I'm Keke
 Bad bitch wanna do 69, no FEFE
 IPhone 1, pull up, take it, uh
 My iPhone 2, get it with the crew
 IPhone 8, niggas had the Drac'
 IPhone X, leave a nigga late
 Bitch, I'm not with that cappin' or extra fakin'
 And I'm sending them shots with no explanation
 Bullets rain on your block, precipitation
 When me and JAM slide, no miscommunication
 I was only sixteen when our house got raided
 I was only thirteen and incarcerated
 Been this way since a child, need no validation
 You gon' die from this smoke, cancer patient (yeah nigga, yeah)
 All of a sudden, I'm in a dream
 Just lookin' at you has made it begin (X-X-X-X-X, yeah)
 It's a crazy world but I know how to move
 Ba-da-bing, ba-da-boom
 I'm still up like fuck a snooze, fuck a loss and fuck a lose
 Nigga, any day, it could be fuck you
 Bust you, then bust at you
 I ain't tryna be workin' when I'm forty-two
 I don't like new niggas on me, who is you?
 Pardon me, I'm comin' through
 And when I do, it's fifty K on me
 Got two hundred K in a rainy day fund
 Like let it rain on me
 They don't know who to point out
 So they gonna put the blame on me
 I always hear the same story
 Let a bitch try to take something from me
 I'll show a bitch why she should've never came for it
 IPhone 1, pull up, take it, uh
 My iPhone 2, get it with the crew
 IPhone 8, niggas had the Drac'
 IPhone X, leave a nigga late
 How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
 How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate? (Yeah nigga)
 How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate?
 How the hell they want me to love when they taught me to hate? (Yeah nigga, yeah)
 All of a sudden, I'm in a dream
 Just lookin' at you has made it begin