Listen, uh, yeah, I woke up three in the mornin' and the nigga cryin, thinkin' to myself why
Everybody keep dyin, is it the dope or these jealous niggas tryin' to hope, either way
The closest ones to me feel like ghosts in my nightmares, they in my hair like air
Just on high alert, cause the nigga ain't scared, time to put prices on niggas' heads
My street spies goin' get me there, in these nitro bullets, bro, knock down deers
Whoever killed lil' cuz dead, gotta die, I'm thinkin' bout before 4th of July
These fireworks goin' get me by, I'm off a six zanies man, god damn I'm fried
But I'm a chill man, wait till I'm not so high, so I can plan, execute and slide
Fill up the trunk with the equipment inside, with that black mossberg that match my ride
I'ma pull up on these niggas, sing a lullaby, bro tatted like the kid for the alibi
Might use the makeup for a life disguise, cause that old lady look, it ain't worth my while
Gang always on the call, but it's a personal ride, try to keep the peace
But I guess they said f*ck leave, okay, let's go get the whole family