QB Spy

When you in your darkest moment, focus on seeing the light When you outside with your

homies, boy you better have your pipe How the fuck you tell on your own blood, you

know that shit ain't right How the fuck you tell it all, boy your ass

fucking mice Me and kykapone, we bet it all when we get down

on the dice

Yeah I t's true that life a gamble, that's why I'm out here moving right

Can't wait till I get this shit up off my ankle, I'm taking flights

With the gang, they right or wrong, swear to God, our money long

When I get up off probation, putting Za inside my lungs

Put that thing on the back of that glizzy, that's a exotic firearm