Ain gotta say shit you ever twitch my nigga grab his gun
Before I took a stand up in the streets I swear we had to run em
Way before we was hoppin out backseats it was just blast and run
I won't say my hitta name on wax just know he blast fa none
Jump out to yo stash and run
My uncles always told me you better blow it if you ever flash a gun
And everybody ain't thinking how you think , your life in the hands of none
I know a nigga got shot at with his kids he ain't up he grabbed his son
Street shit give out tags for fun
F*ck the stick go grab the drum
I'm hearing through the wind about some rumors of unknown kin don't know how to feel just wish we had a bond
Certain shit I probably wouldn't of been hearing if I wouldn't having none
I probably would never shed a tear again until I have a son
And I know some niggas who don't like me cause I ain't inviting em in
Bro nights and days controlled by lights and he got a knife in his twin
They matchin statements with yo face it's too unlikely to win
He tried to wrestle with that case now he got life in the pen (aye)
Table talks with C4 , I ain't realize my position til I got cussed out by my PO
How the f*ck the nigga raised by all the villains turn to a hero
Ain't nobody ever tell me I was the one when I had zero (aye)
SKs in a rover truck , I got bitches tryna f*ck to post me on they page callin me bae knowing it'll blow her up
Knowing ain't for no hoe or none , all you gotta do is send a diss once and we showin up
If it's 4 shots then we 4 and up
Got far but I see more
I came eatin sandwich bread and meat from Mr Lee store
I finally live the dreams I use to cry myself to sleep for
No I won't go for none i put my 9 up to the peep hole