A Million Wayz

Check one, check tow

You know

Verse one:

Twelve Forty Five AM the spot is jumpin’

Gold bottles on chill status nigga no frontin’

IG models behind velvet ropes we flaunt em

Ghetto niggas see how we move, keep the jealousy comin’

Pay em no mention, pay em no mind, pay no attention

Stay focused on this big behind that need my attention

No interest in rubbing shoulders with lower statuses

You in your lane me in mine maintain the balances

No parlay got him in his feelings I guess

Didn’t come to party I guеss too much Bacardi I guess

He talkin’ loud amongst his boys trying to rile еm for war

Ends up out the exit door the 1st response was secure

Now his collar is hot embarrassed in front them thots

Liquor and weed fueling the plot

He poppin’ pills to take his courage over the top

Two Forty Five AM we heard the first shot somebody dropped

Hook:

One million ways to die choose one

Cuhz this here is your lullaby

Only got one life to live

Only one to give

Why In the world would you gamble with it (come on homie)

One million ways to die choose one

And I’ll introduce you to your maker

Make it so the reaper will embrace ya (for real they comin’)s

The corner gonna have to trace ya (bitch)
Verse two:

A couple bystanders got caught up hit by the cross fire

Innocent victims who knew nothing about this man’s ire

Innocence lost behind the ignorance of envy

Now there’s s price to pay revenge is never friendly

Put the word on the street I need homies identity

Everyone in his circle acquaintances and family

Seems that my party was the target intended

Homie all up in his feelings cuhz he wasn’t befriended

Now I ‘m in a rush to judge dole out out this sentence

Drop the hammer down end his existence

Two to the chest two to the head precise no random spray

We strategize when we make them arms display

Word got back his mother’s out in the Valley

A couple peeps in the 100s and homie rest at his Grannies

Enough info supplied it’s time to even up the talley

Couple phone calls kick off the grand finale

Hook:

One million ways to die choose one

Cuhz this here is your lullaby

Only got one life to live

Only one to give

Why In the world would you gamble with it (come on homie)

One million ways to die choose one

And I’ll introduce you to your maker

Make it so the reaper will embrace ya (for real they comin’)s

The corner gonna have to trace ya (bitch)Verse three:

Now you already know vagina is the best bait

So I put a top notch on the case

Get niggas thinking with they loins they become absent of rational thought

Homiez a pussy hound so his fate was easily wrought

A big butt and a smile got em hook line and sinker

Two AM her spot is the arena

He’s swimming vigorously trying his best to impress

And baby girl giving out an Oscar worthy performance

Couple shooters take in the chorus line masked by the dark

Waitin’ for the corresponding moment to spark

Soldiers at the ready and homies completely unaware

His only concern is bust a nut and get up outta there

An eye for an eye is the lesson to teach

The climax came but the ecstasy is brief

My soldiers took the queue from the shadows they emerged

Full clips at they disposal time to kick off the purge

Outro:

Who you gonna call

When it’s time for your curtain call

Ain’t nobody here to save ya

Wish that you could run

Wish you could hide away

Ain’t nobody here to save ya

No no no no no no no

Ain’t nobody here to save ya

No no no no no no no

Ain’t no by here to save ya

Oh no

Who you gonna call

Ain’t no body here to save ya