[Intro]
Produced by YodaYae1K
[Verse]
Ridin' through my city wit' my Glock in my hand
I heard niggas talkin' crazy them ain't topic like I am
I put thirty in my clip in case shit get outta hand
And I'ma do what I want, you just do what you can
Opps want me dead, Narcs want me in prison
Granny told me go to church but that don't match the way I'm livin'
Thotty want me to herself but she know I don't do commitment
Bitch ain't come to that conclusion 'til I boosted up my image
I can't trust me a bitch, put my trust in these shells
How can we live in God's will, if we all livin' in hell?
This here we do for a win, we ain't takin' a L
And you ain't hittin' it right if you ain't makin' her yell
Be the best you could be, that's what mama told me
You ain't gotta spit game when the commas gon' speak
Damn this beat clock, this shit knock like police
I don't hoop but if you reach on the gang I'm gon' teach, ha
And ain't no playin' in between, pussy pick a side
And all my young'uns got the toys yeah the Fisher-Price
Put a beam on my Glock in case you try to hide
Don't fuck wit' stocks we got clips longer than a gigabyte
Young'uns jump in them streets early, ain't no hope for the youth
Put down the guns, pick up them books
These shells hurt more than the truth
If it's one thing I must, then I must tote me a tool
And I ain't cliquin' up wit' niggas I only roll wit' a few
Sit back and I peep, I don't talk I observe
And bothered as I could be, glasses on like a nerd
Hop in the next nigga beef, how you get put on a shirt
But if you listen to me then maybe you'll learn
Hennessy in my cup and I ain't chasin' my liquor
Today I'm hidin' from cameras and I ain't takin' no pictures
Different hoods ain't shit, it don't make us no different
We all got our positions and you can't make us forgive 'em
I'm up on D's, I roll wit' four, I bet on two I'ma bet
And we got Call of Duty guns for that play y'all tryna set
Remember thievin' for them bands but I won't take disrespect
And if shit ain't goin' right, fuck it, make you a left
Oh them boys want beef? I'ma make them niggas hate the chef
Don't compare me to them other niggas 'cause I ain't the rest
Yo' bitch throw it back and I just catch it like we playin' fetch
Boy you talk a lot my gang pull up and we say less
Fear no man, but G-O-D
When I looked in the mirror, I seen no me
Loudest always be the brokest so I be low key
Attitude on fuck you like I'm CeeLo Green
My mind already made, and I ain't changin' my mind
Just a lion and I'm starvin' I can't wait in a line
You in them streets without a tool y'all might as pray for your kind
'Cause what you say on the net, you can say to my nine
