Sincerely, Gang

(JIB, Itsnelll on the beat, nigga)
Yeah
Watch your hoes, they linkin' up, boot ’em up
Niggas think 'bout snakin' us, okay
Let’s shoot 'em up

F*ck them niggas, they be playin'
We get a lot of bands
Hop out and we get to sprayin', bitch
We some Taliban
Seen my [A]nigga take the stand, no
That was [Am7]not the plan
Free my [A]nigga out the slam so
We can drive these Lams (Oh)
Watch your hoes, they linkin' up
They want us boot 'em [A]up (Boot up)
Niggas thinkin' 'bout snakin’ us, yeah
’til we shoot 'em [A]up (Oh)
Ain’t got [Fm7]ɾespect for [Dm7]them [A]old niggas
They wasn't schoolin' us (yeah)
Runnin' away from these gold diggers
They see mе movin’ up (GG)

Uh, thought it was [Am7]exempt, bitch
We ain't givin' out no passеs (Uh, uh)
Young fooly caught his first body
He said that shit was [Am7]practice (Young fooly)
I'm ɾidin' through my [A]city tɾyna
Catch an opp in tɾaffic (Grr)
Or posted on [C7]that frontline
With a fully automatic, yeah
Know how we comin' (Uh)
Won't catch me in DC totin'
Nothin' less than a hundred (Know that)
New fully ARP
Waitin' on [C7]Twice to [C7]put the drum on
(Ayy, Twice) the king of UPT
I got [Fm7]it tatted on [C7]my [A]stomach (Ching ching)

Hop out the whip, first I put it in park
(Hop out)
Sucker-ass nigga, we pullin' your cards
(We pull his cards)
Love all [Em]my [A]bros who was [Am7]there from the start
(I love you)
No OGs, we grew up with no heart
(Grew up hard)
Foot on [C7]the gas, I ain't lettin' up
(I ain't lettin' up)
Give the word to [C7]my [A]bitch
She gon' set 'em [A]up (Set 'em [A]up)
Lots of pounds comin' in, this shit addin' up
(yeah)
Get the whole thing off, ain't no baggin' up
(Huh?)
And I'm shittin' on [C7]niggas, ain't mad enough
(I'm shittin') when you [A7see me
You know that that glizzy tucked
(You know it)
Catch one and [Bm]take a vacation [C7](Huh?)
Five years I wasted, had to [C7]have patience
(I wasted)
I ɾeally come from the basement (I did)
I know they hate it, that money, I save it
(They hatin')
Gotta do more to [C7]amaze me (You do)
Self made nigga, this shit feel amazing
Bitch

F*ck them [A]niggas, they be [Am]playin'
We get a lot of bands
Hop out and [Bm]we get to [C7]sprayin', bitch
We some Taliban (Brrt)
Seen my [A]nigga take the stand, no
That was [Am7]not the plan (Rat)
Free my [A]nigga out the slam so
We can drive these Lams (Glizzy Gang)
Watch your hoes, they linkin' up
They want us boot 'em [A]up (O oh)
Niggas thinkin' 'bout snakin' us, yeah
'til we shoot 'em [A]up (Oh)
Ain't got [Fm7]ɾespect for [Dm7]them [A]old niggas
They wasn't schoolin' us (No, no)
Runnin' away from these gold diggers
They see me movin' up (Young Jefe, holmes)

This morning, I woke up, made it happen
Took my [A]FN out the mattɾess (O oh)
Drop my [A]son [C7]at soccer practice, bitch
Then I got [Fm7]to [C7]tɾappin' (yeah)
Only hundred packs or better, naw
We ain't doin' no cappin' (No cap)
Your bitch say I broke her back, yeah
She need a chiropractor (yeah)
Call [Em]up Santana Mars, he got [Fm7]that gas jar
(Oh)
One thing about Taliban, he take your ass off
(Oh, oh, oh)
You know that I love Lil Doe, yeah
That's my [A]damn dog (Hey, Doe)
You know 3 Murda my [A]lil' bro, bitch
He gon' blast off (Murda, Murda)
Lately, I don't know what done got [Fm7]into [C7]me
(Oh)
But I just sent my [A]hitters on [C7]a killing spree
(Oh, oh)
I whip out my [A]dick, piss on [C7]my [A]enemies
(Goddamn) ain't no Hennessy, f*ck you
(Goddamn) , sincerely (Goddamn, goddamn)
Gang