Justice

Sometimes when I’m smoking that shit, right bird

Man you ever just pray my nigga

This for all the hustlers

Sometimes I get so high, I just pray my nigga

We hustling

I be coughing this shit, hustle

And I just be thinking bout

We blast off, god love us, my nigga

Real talk

Sometimes I recite song 27

The lord is my light and my salvation

Whom shall I fear?

Not nothing of these fucks

Coming up a nigga had to fight for erything

Now I’m at the fight 3 rows from the ring

Call some don king, on boats with Jay-Z

Looking at this picture, bitch better say cheese

Who shine like boss, a birdman junior

We still got birds, don’t let birdman fool ya

We just so blessed, lexus stretched

Tears in my eyes and I mean

The fam so trill, we just so rich

You could fuck my bitch, let me fuck your bitch

Sacks in the attic, ciroc on the yachts

Knots in the pockets, baleys, no socks

Cash is a heavy, monkey on my back

So I’m riding with my dog, with the chicken on my lap

Fascinated with the shine, get high off the H

Call you when I come down

Young gutter, been running for 10 summers

Bad bitches lust, you pay for pussy, they front us

Young boss talking, you lil niggas is runners

The deals that I’m aching to turn, my gun is the stunnest

It’s lies that you speak, the truth lies in numbers

The wheels on the new coupe, humongous

Bet that, maybach wet black

Curtains close on the motherfucker when I sit back

Yeah, got the game from the stunner man

Yeah, but I still keep it gutter man

Money wrapped up in a rubber band

Give it to my bitch, tell her blow a lane nothing down

Just a young nigga shitting, dumping

Maybach music in the maybach bumping

GT vodka got me feeling right

Just a young nigga getting money man I’m living life

Oh you lil fresh lil fly like that nigga, H

Rest in peace to the rest in peace

Come through nigga when I came through shooting

Niggas popping off so I had to shoot him

Shot him up, pop it off, that’s how we do it

Got the money moved out and that’s how we do it

Ak, I’m in the hallway, you niggas get sprayed

You niggas can’t fade, get laid

A nigga get flayed

Fuck a nigga when we land, man we wet

Chop em all then we chopped up

Chopped up, got other niggas chopped up

Upstate nigga came together got bucked

Ain’t nothing came so we did it, so we did us

Another night in the new bus

Smoke till we see dust

Another bitch and she on us

Ball till we can’t flush

This that H experience

This the volume one, lost tapes

These records was recorded years ago

Bitch we make time this music

Catch up, we hustlers

We winners, we rich, we the greatest

We the best, bitch we the business

We made it, we will never stop

Birdman, ricky rozay

Miami, new Orleans, every ghetto across the world

Every hood, every project

You feel the pain in the music

We out here, H