Mic check
Mic check 1,2,3 I'm hopping in this booth
Bitch, it's back
A-T-E-X till the day that I die
Ain't nothing changed up, but the way that I'm fly
Coming up with change, boy you think it's still
Riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die
It's still riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die
It's still riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die
Boy I swerve around the corner, only thing that changed my ride
Yeah, that's one hunnid and five
Keep it real until I die
And I got a new .45
Yeah, that shit hold about nine
So you wanna kill me? Fine
Ima be here, clip inside
When I see you, I'ma slide
Keep that shit on all the time
And my bullets, they like me
They got wings because they fly
Hungry tigers made of steel under pressure, that's your life
Aye, aye
Aye, aye
Aye, aye
Yuh, yuh
Bitch a new year, ain't nobody toppin
It's some new steel, can't nobody stop it
Don't come talking to me bout that bullshit
Don't come talking to me bout that bullshit
I'ma let it go
Can't hold back no more
Cuz time it don't slow down for nobody
Nobody
It's still
Riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die
It's still riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die
It's still riding with the homies, it's still riding till I die
Boy I swerve around the corner, only thing that changed my ride
Yeah, that's one hunnid and five
Keep it real until I die
And I got a new .45
Yeah, that shit hold about nine
So you wanna kill me? Fine
Ima be here, clip inside
When I see you, I'ma slide
Keep that shit on all the time
And my bullets, they like me
They got wings because they fly
Hungry tigers made of steel under pressure, that's your life
Let that shit bounce, then I hop in n out
I don't got time for no discussions, boy stop running your mouth
You ain't like me, not even close cuz you gunnin 4 clout
I keep 2 weapons on me, yeah it depends on the shot
You wanna live, you wanna die, we can go either route
Been still getting money on the side
Homicide, how they should take me out cuz I be too tired for suicide
At times I ride, through the country I need it to clear my mind
Yeah, yeah talking with the flow is he back up-up top? Who knows?
Yeah, nobody can touch this flow, and if you try you gon get bit
Bitch, I'm a dog, and this my stick
I'm off the leash, you off the mid
It ain't no chance, no percentage
So don't challenge boy
You lose your balance boy
Atex boy