Open up my book and I been writing fucking verses Finger on the trigger I could take a couple serpents Cross up on my neck and I been living with these curses Heaven's for the sinners cuz a n**** never perfect Open up my book and I been writing fucking verses Finger on the trigger I could take a couple serpents Cross up on my neck and I been living with these curses Heaven's for the sinners cuz a n**** never perfect I ain't never wanted recognition Definition Everything I spit is for the premonition Deposition I just wanna build it like a preposition Exposition Now I'm getting money it's a repetition Competition Tryna make a fucking way N***** getting paid Take it to the grave Did it for the gang Never for the fame I'm a be the same I ain't never change Uh Cuz after long hard days I go to war with my thoughts I put it all in the pot And spit it all off the top Cuz I don't mess with ops We give them hell with the Glock But I don't need me a lot I get the cash and I drop But I'm a pray for sins I never want it to end I got to keep it a ten I hope that god let me in I never needed my friends But I'm a need me a Benz A n**** making amends You do it all for the trends Open up my book and I been writing fucking verses Finger on the trigger I could take a couple serpents Cross up on my neck and I been living with these curses Heaven's for the sinners cuz a n**** never perfect Open up my book and I been writing fucking verses Finger on the trigger I could take a couple serpents Cross up on my neck and I been living with these curses Heaven's for the sinners cuz a n**** never perfect Uh That's one take by the way That was a freestyle And I don't think nobody can do it like me And that's for real Aye man Tell all these fuck n***** I'm coming for the game I ain't coming for the fame but I'm tryna make a name You feel me G shit Gang