Firin' at everybodyFirin' at everybodySection 8 just straight cooked this muhfucker upFirin' at everybodyI'm firin' at everybodyHelicopter in the middle of the hoodI'm flyer than everybodyAll this fame these niggas be chasin'I swear I don't care about itBoy, you play, you don' die in front of everybodyLeave some blood on the street, buy some red bottomsCaught a L but I wish that they headshot 'emFree my nigga Longway, yeah, the feds got himI used to pray for a plug who gon' go out the wayAnd come back with a lot of them bitchesI used to dream about condos when we leavin' LenoxNow I stay on top of them bitchesI won't give a damn if he ran him up a whole billionI still won't acknowledge them niggasHe put my name in a song, what the fuck is he…