Declaration Flow (feat. GTH Straap & HERC GTH) Video (MV)

I put you niggas on and I still see the hate, swear to god we can't relate, no facts these
Niggas all just fake, I'm posted on the corner, smokin' on some marijuana, Pac flew in from
California, smokin' cruisin' through Ladonia, Cooley had a pound on him, country creepin
I'm no stoner, 40 on me, I'm no loner, bad bitches kill my boner flow, colder than an
Arctic breeze, check my steez I'm drippin' through, flyer than a plane, jump out and land
With no parachute, I be speakin' real, it seem y'all really can't stand the truth, I'ma do what
Bosses do, just stack my bread and floss on you, my dental work, it cost a few, I catch the work
I'm mossin' you, if you a thot, we tossin' you, I front that work, I'm clockin' you, show you
What this Glocka do, Cinco ain't no stoppin' you
Shots, text you five words, shit get hot, niggas say, got shot, boy, you a lie, your own nigga
Said you was a pussy, then you know that, yeah, nigga ain't lyin, when I catch, I'ma put this on
TV, threw the shots at his lips like a frisbee, hit a nigga, got rid of the f*ckin' Glocky, smokin
His ass, got me hidin' the bitch, said, many guys follow that shit, hop on the beat like a
Pogo stick, feel that car like I be talkin' my shit, all I know is gangster, nah, if you ain't
Real, I can't hang, it's that boy bought a new chain, and I'm still the same thing, G-GTA's
The same gang, uh, you already know what I claim, uh, we shootin' shit, but don't sang, uh, got that
Money, don't bang, might put some prices on your head, uh, when a nigga end up dead, and ain't shit
Gettin' said, only bitch already gettin' red, in the clump full of lead, yeah, you ODin' on bullets
And a nigga gon' shoot if I pull it, and yes, sir, I'm with that, action pistol packin, get to
Jackin' if you lackin, GTH, yeah, we stackin