Find the Gate

Four flats my throw back (Uh, uh)

If you squad you would know that (Uh, uh, uh)

Eyes on the road map

Tunnel vision don't know where the road at

My attitude like I sold packs

Made some dollars off this dope rap

See the value where no hope at

Find the gate before they close that

Again I'm close to blacking out, I'm lashing out eyes Noble Prophit but don't think I don't know what the action 'bout, October 31st at night these bullets running, pass them out, They kneeling on my neck and still won't see them ever back me down

Airport they gonna pat me down, in the store they follow 'round

In this system slap me 'round, tracking on my phone for hours