Spazz

Spazzed out, the homie pulled his gat, then he blacked out
 Clapped out, jumped in this Benz, then he smashed out
 Crash out, them CA exempt car tags out
 She always talkin' 'bout these millions, oh, what's that 'bout?
 Cash flow, if you ain't got it, you'll go flat broke
 You blew all the money, what the fuck you do that for?
 Mastro's, want the butter cake and the Wagyu
 I ain't gotta do it, shit, my lil' niggas'll pack you
 Initiated, got my hood tatted, it's abbreviated
 When the homie snitched, I was humiliated
 My last ho, baby gave me everything I asked for
 But she ran off when I got down to my last dough
 I'm up now, everybody so hard to trust now
 Dealin' with the hate way more than the love now
 Let guns down, squabble with your homie, just don't stomp him out
 'Cause that's an easy way to get you bust down
 Touchdown, try to block my food, oh, you lunch now
 At a function in the hood, gettin' drunk now
 You on now, that's why these fuck niggas want you gone now
 To every real nigga fresh out, welcome home now
 We gon' keep poppin' champagne
 We gon' keep lookin' good, and we gon' stay dangerous
 I don't know why you actin' tough over there, boy
 You know when we was little
 Your mama wouldn't let you hang with us (it's Remble)
 That man told and they didn't even offer time yet
 I know he snitched and he didn't even drop the dime yet
 These people changed, you can watch it on your Timex
 A cold snake, I wonder how you haven't died yet
 He kept swinging, so I hit him with the sidestep
 Like, silly rabbit, why would you go against my TEC?
 A bodybuilder, I can see it in your biceps
 A street fighter, you should get rid of that mindset
 Take these shells, let it go up the stair
 Your homies go to cemeteries, you can follow them there
 We shot him out his True Religion, he could squabble a bear
 I bring a gun to every fight, I am not squabbling fair
 Ruth's Chris after missions, bro, you gotta be player
 You shouldn't feel the need to speak if you don't have any paper
 How did you let them catch you slippin', bro? You gotta be safer
 You tried to give out all those fades and then you ended up tapered, Remble
 L.A., The Bay, New York, Detroit
 Miami, Atlanta, New Orleans, Dallas
 Portland, Seattle, Phoenix, Alabama
 Cleveland, Minnesota, New Jersey, we takin' off
 (Like I said, who gon' find me first?)