(Berge always flexin') (My nigga Brando been sick with it) (Say, Brando, what this hittin' for?) Look, I don't need no help Put a nigga on a shelf On my belt, yeah, yeah Top, nigga Fuck 'em Done left, left me all by myself (Ms. Alice grandson) (They know I'm thugging, nigga) Huh Look, look I don't need no help, put a nigga on a shelf, I got bodies on my belt, yeah, yeah All of them people, they done left, left me all by myself, I got tired, I can't help, now they sad I say, all of the pain they made me felt, bitch, you better get some help, on a sneaky night, I'm coming for they ass Paid that bitch that bag, then they left, left me fucked up, no help, I just wonder why they do a nigga bad How I let this happen? Watch my money subtracting Got them youngins tryna blast shit for that bag, it get nasty For lil' Top, they wet your block, they sling that stick off a Banshee Fuck this rap, I punch the clock, I'll sling that stick at your mammy, lil' boy It ain't pretty, but fancy, lil' boy, my life, it get tragic, lil' boy Don't tell me shit about my actions, you ain't feel or saw what I done saw Or going through what I'm going through now, look what this done come to Slept together, but you know just if you cross me, I'll slump you Or do you like Big Dump do, I'll tear your whole car up I done told 'em as a child, you bitches don't want fucking war with us He claim that he an ape, but clique got ate soon as he started us I grew up on that 8, North concentrate, I'll get you slaughtered, thug She know that they was fucking girl, hate that I call her my mama Lied inside my grandma face, now, I know that that's a problem I've been trying my fucking hardest not to hit somethin' with that chopper Turn myself into the dada, know once I start there, I ain't stopping I don't need no help, put a nigga on a shelf, I got bodies on my belt, yeah, yeah All of them people, they done left, left me all by myself, I got tired, I can't help, now they sad I say, all of the pain they made me felt, bitch, you better get some help, on a sneaky night, I'm coming for your ass Gave them all my bag, then they left, left me fucked up, no help, I just wonder why they do a nigga bad That chopper sound'll knock him down, now get up, bitch Boy, you ain't never been cut for this, you grew up thinking with your dick I never sold, I was on drugs, I was the one who sending hits Pussy shot my mama son and then I got his brother split I flew that bitch out on a jet, she used that flex for some motion They know I'm hurting, I'm tryna get loaded, they don't wanna bring me no potion On my fake page, I've been scoping, bitch, I picked up that notice Tell Sherhonda I need a Honda, I'm way too dirty for Lotuses Half my whole family out that bottom thug, same section they stepped on my 'cause And I barely talk to his mama 'cause I seen that they ain't got no love Lil' Top, I'm a fucking thug, my son, it's running through his blood Demon baby, I'll go crazy and I train 'em for to let off slugs Bitch, don't try to play me, you'll die tonight, nigga It ain't a night that I don't think about taking away my life, nigga Lose or win, I fight, nigga, I heard you known to stand down Slept with my knife, ain't have it on me, I tore it down in that dome You pussy I don't need no help, put a nigga on a shelf, I got bodies on my belt, yeah, yeah All of them people, they done left, left me out here by myself, I got tired, I can't help, now they sad I say, all of the pain they made me felt, bitch, you better get some help, on a sneaky night, I'm coming for your ass Paid that bitch that bag, then they left, left me fucked up, no help, I just wonder why they do a nigga bad Huh Lil' Top, nigga How you feeling, youngin? How you been doing? (Hmm, slatt-slatt slatt, slatt) I hope you keeping your head up out there, nigga (slime) You know they tryna bring you down (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) All I need is a chopper, Jason, I don't need no help, nigga (ayy, ayy, YoungBoy) They left me out here by myself (you can't fuck with me) Pussy motherfucker DeSean