old school trap music Terrible, I guess I'll let it stop, that's right, that's Jimmy Blake With the wicker, with the pipe, just a rapture, reaction, let's get the rake Told her not to play, can't seem to open the gap, it becomes like a bag To the back of the neck, make a cigarette, I've got a jimmy, the crack I smoke pipe, it's a laughter, just rap it again, like I'm actually scared Just I pull the ***in' trigger, blap, blap, blap, blap, blap Back to the back, I told them back, this man on my right This man ain't no grave, this man ain't no smith Look where I'm at, ain't goin' back, ain't goin' back Got a heart so cold, remember selling dope, remember selling coke DEA pulled me over, plain cars, plain clothes I did it, been an intruder, strictly sticking to the code Few years ago, was messed up, robbing stores Set them up on craigslist and rob them at the door I'm at the bottom, trying to eat, I got no hope, *** Big Ben's death, had my head ***ed up I'm popping Roxy's with a Benzo's, chest ***ed up I guess my luck's up I guess my luck's up