Write Your Name

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Gang

All my niggas, man, RIP all my niggas, man, all my dead homies, man

Squad

This for y'all, man, Fazoland, Roc Block, Ballin' like I'm Kobe, Pistol Gang, L's

To all my fallen squad (squad)

Write your name across the sky

While I flame one to the brain and gon' get high

And regardless of the pain, I ain't gon' cry

'Cause I can never let no fuck nigga see me stuck, nigga

Hustle hard for them bucks, nigga, that's a must, nigga

I done lost so many real niggas, I can't trust niggas

So I keep my distance from niggas

Squad with me, bet I won't get touched, nigga

Got shots for him, shots for him

Niggas sayin' "Fuck Roc Block", send shots at them (baow, baow)

10-0 on the scoreboard, sent shots again

Keep going nonstop 'til we drop lots of men

And I swear I lost so many of my guys (my niggas)

So I'm sippin' Rémy, smokin' 50's for my guys (for my niggas)

Never let a nigga blow any of my guys

Ain't nobody fuckin' with No Limit in my eyes (gang)

Missin' my niggas, kushy and liquor, 4's of the lean

R.I.P. Richie, hand me a Swisher

Paint up a picture of me and the squad still on the block

Before it went wrong and Kobe wasn't gone and Joc was still home (free Joc)

Man, I remember, now my heart is cold as December

Gettin' money the only thing that's on my agenda

'Cause it's too many gone, but I'm still livin' on

Stayin' strong, put my farewells in this song

Squad

R.I.P. my niggas, man

Welcome to Fazoland the mixtape

Ballin' like I'm Kobe

R.I.P. Vito, Chico, Fazo, Lil Roc

R.I.P. Pistol P, man

For all my niggas gone, man

We just gonna write y'all name across the sky, man

R.I.P. my squad

Squad

R.I.P. them niggas, man

Look

I'll give up the money, fuck the fame, all the jewels

All the hoes, all the clothes and all the shoes

Just for my niggas back

But I know I'll never get 'em back (fuck)

So if a pussy disrespect, then he gettin' whacked (we on it)

And I hear niggas at my neck, I'm like, "Where they at?" (where they at?)

'Cause I be right there on the set with the biggest gat (I'm out here)

Got so many niggas that's hatin', I'on even know 'em (even know 'em)

And so many feelings of hatred, I don't even show 'em (show 'em)

Can I just get some money? 'Cause I know niggas broke and bummy

They ain't even funny (nah)

I know they prolly wanna rob me, they hate me prolly

But they only gonna make Mally come catch a body

They won't get nothin' from me (nothin')

From the hellhole where it's full of zombies

Where they catch the most bodies across the country (murder capital)

Where they took all of my homies from me

Man, R.I.P. my homies, gotta get this money (gotta get it)

Squad, R.I.P. the L's

Free the L's, all you niggas wanna be the L's (L's)

No Limit MB, bitch, we the L's (gang)

R.I.P. White Folks, I can't see a L

Squad, yeah, we gotta stay winnin'

Rollin' in foreigns with them semis and they tinted

Pull up on the oppas, 'ppose to be there and they hidden

'Cause they scored when we ain't have them heaters, but they didn't, huh

This for everybody whoever lost one of your homies, man

Anybody that's gone, anybody mean anything to you, you know?

R.I.P. my niggas, man

Squad