VERSE:
If a nigga tryna flex he can flex by his goddamn self,
I aint tryna touch base with a nigga,
Catch a case on a nigga that’s that,
Rat tat tat tat,
Ima buck em dead,
Fuck the feds,
Never tread on a nigga only know you gonna catch that cap,
Honest knowledge take em to the dark side,
UDF be the tribe,
Entered realms of promised sucide,
Hit em in the eyes,
With a lie,
Hidden genocide,
You deicide,
Decide in where you want to lie.
The prize of pride,
No immortaliti.
Im so fulla of triple seven, triple six, triple three, alumni varsity,
We go through it,
No matter how hard, a man gotta to do it.
Not your man’s gonna do it,
Not your bitch gonna do it,
Cuz they aint going through it,
So I guess its up to you if you want to go and get it,
Esoteric but you aint with it,
I got a head fulla gas,
If I smash,
Then ima crash,
Then I guess a nigga gon hit it.
Im gone with it,
Well I guess a nigga all in it. Well I guess a nigga all in it.
HOOK:
Murder on my fucking mind, I think about it all the time.
The Neapolitan native reimagines music from iconic 70s Italian gangster films for an original and stylish modern day soundtrack. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 26, 2024