TAK6 OFF (feat. Menace Fiend, GUCCI DEUCA & Killsadist)

Superstars

I'm a product of my city

The Glock hold 50

I'm surrounded by the mud and I'm praying to the semi

Askin' for a handout tryin' to live off all your money

No this shit ain't sweet, this shit ain't funny

Hollows come in swarms rippin' through whole tummys

Find me smokin' more weed than a dealer making money

Aroma so strong it makes all these hoes want me

With a style this crude ain't no one every gon' touch me

Even if they try they can die over nothin'

Feed these motherfuckers havoc, chaos and destruction

Fuck who criticize me If you try me then I'm dumpin'

Charge eternal fees my magazines will leave you gutless

I ain't never been scared bitch you running up?

I'm into making a lot of money with my team huh

Shut the block down let the whole team in

MXB with the gvng I can show you where the fuck I been

I been trappin' so goddamn long I'm like what happened to me?

I ain't ever alone I carry the souls of all of my enemies

Shit that's what my cutter bleeds

Pray to God and then prey to me

Hole in heart so i'm deadly now I don't show no love when I'm in these streets

My mother we ain't spoke in weeks

My father passed, all he had was me

Have you ever been so fucking hungry it fuckin' hurts you can't fuckin' eat?

Or been down in these fuckin' streets?

Had to sleep in the car with yo family?

(this is the streets)

Had to sleep in the car with yo family?

I ain't never been scared bitch you running up?

I'm into making a lot of money with my team huh

Shut the block down let the whole team in

MXB with the gvng I can show you where the fuck I been

I ain't never been scared bitch you running up?

I'm into making a lot of money with my team huh

Shut the block down let the whole team in

MXB with the gvng I can show you where the fuck I been

I put it down on my soul and my fuckin' brothers

I got to do it real big for my fuckin' mother

Said fuck the opps, fuck the bitches and the undercovers

Woadie in the cut gettin' to the money

(ay kill this shit Woadie)

Pussy **** talk shit that they do not do

I'm in a white Jeep with the bulletproof

**** banana on the clip but it ain't no zoo

Laser on a bitch when it's aimed at you

Ugh

R I P to Take Off

And R I P Actavis

Still got a couple empty bottles in my mattress

Still smokin' cat piss

That angry smellin' cannabis

Can I make a million off these bitches cause they jackin us

Had to move the Ay like the **** was from Canada

Nate cuttin' coke like the very last Samurai

I'mma run this bitch, pussy **** I got stamina

If you keep a Glock, just remember that they jamming' up

One two step on the work before I sell it to you

Uncle hit this rock so my pockets keep swellin'

Do you know what it means when you promised no tellin'

I would go on a tour but my brother he a felon

I'm a gangsta motherfucker I'll pop Boozle in his damn head

Leave his ass alive so he that **** stays half dead

38, 42, 45, all that

38, 42, 45, all that

38s, 42s, 45s, all that

Fiend told my brother drop the motherfuckin' backpack

Shit's real ****, Killa Cam had to react

And if they killed Gene then a **** never start rapping

I would be probably still be in the streets where I'd die at

My Daddy visiting my grave and RIP on Dub hats

And never where the club at, only where the plug at

And I would take my opps right with me, where the blunts at?

Lean, had to chug that

I don't like to sip slow

Make the Texas boys say "mane" like I'm Big Moe

P's over motherfuckin' grams like I'm Big Meech

Y'all **** used to push P's now **** push Police

And I ain't fuckin' with no rapping ass ****

No pussy ass ****

Take the stand ass ****

Would slap on my motherfuckin' hand ass ****

"In the streets I was the motherfuckin' man" ass ****

Bitch **** talkin' shit you a Stan ass ****

Fuck **** keep talking don't get blamed ass ****

Get my young bull out the can my ****

FREE MY **** DAC LET'S GET CASH MY ****

R I P to Pokey I'm in Texas right now

**** spiked the oil with the Pepsi right now

**** spiked the oil with the Pepsi right now

**** spiked the oil with the Pepsi right now

Real drank sipper

Codeine tipper

I done came down to fuck up my liver

King of the South but I grew up in West Gate

I get so much love in Cali I run the West mane

It's a hoo ride and I'm riding until the wheels pop

Papa was a rolling stone so I sell big rocks

**** had a Rollie on I might take his watch

Boy when it's on it's on so **** keep watch

I get high in Air Force Ones I don't wear Reeboks

**** yo time is worth shit, you like a G-Shock

**** I'm in the VIP, with the G-lock

**** how you get that in? It ain't shit dog

So po'd

**** I'm so southern

Oh brother why they kill your brother?

He pulled a knife it looked like a boxcutter

I'm from the gutter I stay strapped, brother

Take a step back, blow the kush in they face

He don't want war, **** this ain't the place

My **** almost lost his damn legs

And even if he did we still steppin on ****

Steppin on steppin on on on

Steppin on steppin on on on

Steppin on steppin on on on

Steppin on steppin on on on

Fuck my life-life

You were my vice

Heart colder than ice

Hit the blunt get high

Hit the blunt get high

Blow my phone up all night

She fuckin' hates me right?

She thinks I'm so right

I know I'm fucked up

Why do I even try?

Baby I'mma fuck up again

I still remember all the pain and all the shit that you said

I play it over on repeat, up inside of my head

I remember you was telling me that you wish I was dead

I'm fucked up all night because of all of this pain

I'm out of touch that's right I think I lost my brain

I'm seeing ghosts at night, I think I'm going insane

She fuckin' with my vibe, because I'm fuckin' insane

This shit cuts deep like knives but I think I like the pain

This shit goes on all night and is never going away

Cocaine lines with my brothers I'm flying

I'm off the drugs with my shawty while I'm working on dying

Fuck my life-life

You were my vice

Heart colder than ice

Hit the blunt get high

Hit the blunt get high

Blow my phone up all night

She fuckin' hates me right?

She thinks I'm so right

Baby I'mma fuck up again

I still remember all the pain and all the shit that you said

I play it over on repeat, up inside of my head

I remember you was telling me that you wish I was dead

I'm fucked up all night because of all of this pain

I'm out of touch that's right I think I lost my brain

I'm seeing ghosts at night, I think I'm going insane

She fuckin' with my vibe, because I'm fuckin' insane

This shit cuts deep like knives but I think I like the pain

This shit goes on all night and is never going away

Cocaine lines with my brothers I'm flying

I'm off the drugs with my shawty while I'm working on dying