Got it, you know we got you nigga, Paul City, Milwaukee, Buck, Ink Gang, Caddy, Young Murda Yo, it's that boy that called Youngin' and you know I rep that gang Them Ink Boyz is out of the gang, nigga ain't shit changed I still got Youngins with them K's, and the pens are still sittin' on 20 inch blades Candy painted grave, full of dame, money, power, respect, the tech got flame, we're expert aim The work get flipped, the chain stack up, you tie Murda to Caddy, you Caddy to Black Truck And you know whenever we rollin', niggas is holdin', wrist so frozen, mommy want a golden, let's go She wanna ride with the best, so I give her the death stroke, knock her down like a left blow Not to mention I got a bottle of that XO, burnin' at the Tito Burrow, waitin' on a check, yo What you expect, ho, that's how we fly, more money, more murder, more murder, more murder, go by Oh, I can't wait to get next to you, oh, I just can't leave you alone Boy, you got me doin' things that I would never do, and I can't stop the way I'm feelin' if I wanted to I'm crazy about the way that you could make me say your name, and if I couldn't have you, I would probably go insane Girl, only you can make me feel, only you can make me feel, and only you can take me there Oh, I can't wait to get next to you, oh, I just can't leave you alone Boy, you stay inside my mind, ain't no denyin' us, and only you could do them things that got me comin' back This gotta be the realest thing that I have ever felt, and I'll do what I gotta do to keep you to myself Girl, only you can make me feel, only you can make me feel, and only you can take me there I'm crazy about the way you shine, I'm great with 18, better with diamonds, plus I'm a bouncer Sex, money, and fervors, black chalice, my style is murder, murder Got more butt than ashtrays, mama, how ill is your nana? Cause you know it's a hollas at the edge, babe, but only you can make me Still, I want a sexual hill, your sweet spot like a marmot I'll push you in a drop off to Harlem A hollas, make your body hot like Apollo On Crenshaw, McGarland, you in for a nod, and then some If you need something, come, I got it, you need to come on in Help a nigga spin up some of the prop, black tella is live It's more than one way out the project, get money and raise your options Only you can make me feel, and only you can take me there Oh, I can't wait to get next to you, oh, I just can't leave you alone *