Another Day (feat. King Louie)

Another day, another body droppin'

If I go broke then I'ma rob somebody

A fragile body can't survive a shotty

Pump a nigga, I'll slump a nigga

And I been shot at by a bunch of niggas

But I still'll never run from a nigga

Catch a nigga, hollow slide from the niggas

Fifty hit every last one of niggas

Got some old heads that'll slump a nigga

But you still can get killed by my younger niggas

My young niggas hungry, put 'em on a lick

And they take every last thing from a nigga

I got hitters with me, rollin' off a flat, now it's hittas in me

Ridin' with this thirty, I might high speed

So I think that I might go get me a Hemi

Lil bro got a thirty, now it's me and sixty

We ain't goin' in 'til them bitches empty

Molly tryna make his Glock go empty

Ridin' on the oppers but they block so empty

Kobe make me wanna catch a body

Seekin' for revenge, bitch that's not forgiveness

My niggas ridin' with it, they on business

Shoot a brick a hundred times, put that on Guinness

My hitters know they don't condone the snitchin'

Fuck a trial, broski dome the witness

Lookin' for them niggas, why they keep me distant?

See 'em in the field, up the nickel, niggas act like they pretendin'

Bitch I'm in the field with the steel, niggas

Say they wanna kill me, act like they forgettin'

Lil bro keep a Glock with thirty shots on any

Block with red beams to help him pay attention

Murder, murder

Murder, murder

Straight murder, murder, murder

Another day, another dollar for me

Wake up and get to the money

Money on me so that tool is on me

If I want him gone I put money on him

AKs with them hundreds in 'em

Let 'em off, bring out the runner in 'em

I don't bop, I do the money dance

Pack louder than a ambulance

I be goin' dumb with my biggest friends

Them new hundons make me feelin' friend

I send hella bands on my Robin jeans

Gotta get this green by any means

Cop killers in the magazines

From the block to the magazines

I'm Mike, your bitch Billie Jean

Make her best friend lick her belly ring

My life like a Belly scene

Catch me flexin' in that Pelle thing

Bitches want me like a wedding ring

No answer, I just let it ring

No time to talk baby, TML

And I don't set up no voicemail

M-O-B 'til I D-I-E

With a beam on the heater, I could shoot a B

Shoot a creep in the eye and tell him "see"

I told your dumbass not to fuck with me

No love for a bitch, I just fuck and leave

She just suckin' dick if she ugly

I'm sick of gettin' bands, I got camera flu

Killers'll hit up a carnival

Get shot hella times like it's lots of you

We DOA, they can't doctor you

Ah

Watch the bodies drop

Watch the bodies drop

Bodies drop, bodies drop, bodies drop