Next Street

Don't be that nigga dyin' for your mans, takin' on the next beef

Last nigga played with gang, left him on the next street

Swear I hate a broke bitch, somethin' like a pet peeve

Smoke exotic out the pack they say we got the best weed

I ain't tryna kick it, niggas faker than synthetic weave

I can dog this bitch a thousand times, her ass won't never leave

I'm dumpin' grams throughout the city, somewhere out in Beverly

Cookin' up I'm in the kitchen, niggas want the recipe

Fiends know I got that fixing, hit 'em with the pedigree

Last nigga playin' crazy, had to let him rest in peace