187 (Outro) - sleepy hallow

1−8-7 if they showed you they ain’t loyal

1−8-7 if they talking down on you (Yeah)

1−8-7 if they ain’t do a thing for you

1−8-7 got a hundred rounds for you, yeah

They tryna see me now, ain’t wanna see me then

Ain’t tryna help me make, but tryna help me spend

A broke nigga got jealous and shot his mans up

A rich nigga got jealous and copped a Benz truck

Slide down your block, tryna make a beat like 808

Stand on that block like we ain’t have nowhere to stay

They only love you when you dead and locked away

You cashing in and making plays

They capping, I know the game, look

Lace up my kicks, I’m tryna ball like Hall of Fame

Tried to take me out of my lane, your shooters ain’t have no aim though

We let it off and your shooters busting a Tango

You know I ain’t really going unless the gang go

Catch me in traffic, I’m shooting shit like I’m Rambo

Can’t put your trust in these hoes, they leave you dead broke

I told them niggas stop fronting and put they mans on

I put these drugs in my system to let the pain go

1−8-7 if they showed you they ain’t loyal

1−8-7 if they talking down on you (Yeah)

1−8-7 if they ain’t do a thing for you

1−8-7 got a hundred rounds for you, yeah

They tryna see me now, ain’t wanna see me then

Ain’t tryna help me make, but tryna help me spend

A broke nigga got jealous and shot his mans up

A rich nigga got jealous and copped a Benz truck