(Young Chop on the beatTurn me up, John)Boy that jewelry rented, you ain't buy itDrugs dissolving on my tongue, turned to a habitI know some killers tatted tear drops on they eye lidThey livin large in low income, that shit so tragicI know some niggas who did some coke, said they wouldn't try itThe hard I sold my family dope, ain't make em buy it (sorry)And I can't believe no bitch, she say she high endShe suck my dick, I used to bag up at the HyattMy daddy said his first day out, don't buy him no tight shitWe make it hard for you to eat, hood dietRight before my eyes I seen the hood dyinFallin victim to these streets, I wish I would try it (yeah, yeah)Bring back the act againMake Kanye black againWon't shop at Nordstrom Racks againI hope that lil boy back againWe gone show you all the differencesWe killing everyone ain't no innocentsTurn you into remembranceHeadshot from this Glock you won't remember shitYou won't remember shitWe gone turn you into remembranceOh you won't remember shitAin't nobody innocentI tried to bust down my watch, ain't know what platinum isAnd he ain't from my block so we need half of hisAnd I peeped that fake smile through them white veneersBefore he died he was so in love, now he see his bitch with meSometimes I feel like Tadoe I wanna kill peopleI did too much and you ain't did how you feel you still equalHow you lose that weight you let them pills eat youFuck around and get yo kidney up that'll still leach youI did shit for a hundred niggas and I'm still reachinTook my Shahada down in the Feds to the streets I'm still preachingI don't get the chance to see all my kids I know they still decentI stabbed my bestfriend right in his back but it was for a real reasonI need a real bag, real, real, real badTrynna lay my head where they dont kill atI'm from where you got some money and you still badWhere they let you go for a body and you still ratWhere they carry guns ain't got a gun cardTold the Jakes to eat a dick I beat my gun chargeBroski lowkey got the city, he ain't got one chartThey caught him while his head was down, he was unarmedBring back the act againMake Kanye black againWon't shop at Nordstrom Racks againI hope that lil boy back againWe gone show you all the differencesWe killing everyone ain't no innocentsTurn you into remembranceHeadshot from this Glock you won't remember shitYou won't remember shitWe gone turn you into remembrance