[J. Black, Tone, Terrace Martin:] I'm from the land of the cs and bs, where n***as smoke trees and roll them gold Ds Where n***as f**ing hood rap and catch a good cs where n***as carry rocks and pray Oh lord please! Hahahah Yeah! Where n***as dat trip we pull the Glock from the hip Bustis f**ed up start the talk a lot of sh** (sh**) n***a dont believe me well well bust your lip Or else [Chorus - J. Black, Tone, Terrace Martin:] Face down I left her with a whole clip Lay down Or you can get a whole clip First you with a clip clapping body Posting mismatch O yes I am reloading ou ou face down Left her with a whole clip Im living the living Im born to get it I gave them what Uhm a I'm born to get it Ya in if you with it And Im a be Forced to spill it I gave em one Yea Gave em one for the road One for these homeless n***as, one for these hoes Tired of mutherf**ers that be talking that bullsh** thinking me and the homies with the talking that bullsh** n******g don't talk to me n** co*king and pullsh** Calling tha bullsh** sheed up is how I keep em, em posted and then I roll it and smoking and keep it loped and trip n***a we supersoak trip n***as we super soak Super soak em [Chorus] Look, I'm living to live. Im born to get it another one Storm and tripping is on, Im tripping as soon as I saw him I started reaching grabbing my gun yea I saw him reaching its survival of the fittest though I'mma boil and bleach him like That's the sound Of the flames from these hood meringues we ain't got m6's tanks But we just bought beens we got eagles that stretch and they fly and sing maliant melodies murdering stinks Yo I'm one to f** around with theses zoo babies cuz we swarm and sting like raising bees [Chorus]