Ruby Da Cherry:
I been itching for a plot, yeah
But ain't no waving cannons on my block, no
7th Ward Lord take a shot, yeah
I'ma keep my head down (I don't give a f**)
Switching scripts, they're never in the same spot, yeah
f** this music sh**, I'm itching for a plot, yeah
Ain't no f**ing digits on my clock, no
I ain't one of y'all just let me rot, yeah
I was just with Peep in London
Still feel like I don't exist at all
f** this social gathering
I'ma smoke a square out in the f**ing hall
They told me watch out for the snakes
But they forgot about the plague
With the AK and with Lil' Remains
And the AK and with Lil' Remains
$crimm:
Ate a couple jiggas with that Glock on my side
Riding, hanging out the window, screaming "who wanna die?"
Savage lil addict with a 100 bad habits
Say "I need prayer" all I need is my ratchet
Pull up, swang with the blade
Then I pray over dead prey
Banging Grey till my grave
Milli rock, sa pa**e
What that mean?, I don't know, took 'bout four xans today
Sippin lean, dyin' slow, d** make me feel ok
Jackal from the flames, make a stain of a b**h like you
f** the twelve, f** the cops, we ain't forgot about you
k** mo', k** mo'
Gleesh walk on a sack
Burn a half mill in cash
f** that paper, turn it ash
Walk away and start to laugh
Ha-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha
No more, I got cash, cash, cash and cars and broads
Hit that seven figure mark without an A&R
Scarecrow walking in the fog
Life got worse than it was before, ho