Intro

Look, they say a coward die a thousand deaths

And every time you try and kill 'em, why it's always a thousand left?

I heard a real **** die, come back a thousand times

Go broke 999, count up a thousand times

And these is real facts, I ain't just sayin' that

What if Fred Hamp' was president, I woke up prayin' that

'Cause if Trump become the president, he might bring slavery back

Been on black folks eighty years, might as well bring Reagan back

Meanwhile I'm just ridin' with this Desert Eagle

Smokin' weed, ridin' fast like that shit not illegal

And if I fly past you fast, yeah, just know I see you

I can't pull up on fuck ****, no, you not my people

And I'm for the people, but I'm not the most, bitch, I just die for my bros

That's all I know, live and I die for the code, my **** ride by the code

Die for the code, shit, I did time for the code

If the folks pack up and say they come get me, now, 'fore I rat, I'ma lie down and roll

Lay down and die 'fore I fold, hoes and bank rolls

Ain't nothin' but a bonus

Everybody know that my la familia is who it's happening for

Promoters like, "Herb, you ain't dropped in a year, 25 thousand too high for a show"

The less you in town, the less shots that I hear

Least y'all, I ain't out here in traffic no more, gang