Mission

Back on a mission I'm

Back on the bricks but I

Expected this shit this path of success it get distant I know

Go get them numbers up before I sell out some shit there I go

Glock twenty-two got a whole clip that I can empty

I hope I ain't got to force my hand

Moment I knew I was grown I jumped off the porch and ran

I carry shit on my own who knew it of course I can

This shit illegal I'm doing but it endorsed the plan

So we can make it out

Me I'm always the type to go take the risk not the safer route