F*ck, damn
I don't wanna be down on this road again
I don't wanna be hurt when I lose a friend
I put all my thoughts in this pen again
You support but it don't mean you know me
Hate the new so you wish for the old me
We got problems I'm keeping it lowkey
I'm no saint but I know imma sin again
Damn, I cant tell if it's love or its hate
Imma stand on all ten like a renegade
I can withdraw the pistol, I demonstrate
I put shots in yo kidney, so test yo fate
I don't argue ain't none of this for debate
You can look in my eyes and can see I'm real
I don't know if you're, f*ck
I could put all our bullshit in the past
Can you be honest nigga what's the word
All of that lying shit be for the birds
You wasn't solid really left me hurt
I was alone, I had no one to call
Sat on the floor with no hope and I bawled
I'm toting blades in my hand get you mauled
I can't explain all the shit that I saw
Ain't no real love in the rise and the fall
I put the glock 45 to his throat
I blast that shit, he a bitch let 'em choke
Said you about it step up to the plate
When I lock on you there ain't no escape
I got a lot of bad shit on my mind
Its been too much I don't know if I'm
Its been too, Its been too much I don't know if I'm fine
Disassociated, no sense of time
Back up, huh
All that shit talk get yo racks up, huh
Why do you hate, what you mad for, huh
Run up on me got that shit tuck, huh
I don't wan' go through bullshit anymore
I done lost bros that hurt me to the core
Think witcho dick got set up by a whore
We put that pussy nigga to the floor
We send that dumbass nigga to the morgue
Bitch, he wasn't really ready for the war
Bitch, I put a bullet through a nigga face
Bitch, I bet that heater burn him like sum mace
When I walk in imma step in this bitch
F*ck what you heard I'm the best in this bitch
You niggas soft I wont stress in this bitch
Rip bro, shoutout X in this bitch
Tec-9 bust imma empty the clip
Ice on my neck and there's ice on my wrist
F*ck what she say, she can suck on my dick
Yeah, yeah
I put that boy in the dirt lil boy, wait
I put that boy in a hearse lil boy, wait
You wanna box, you get worked lil boy, hey
Rocking these niggas like Kurt lil boy
All these bum ass niggas got me f*cked up
Put that blade to his gut now his tummy tuck
All this ice on my wrist got me soaking up
If we talking 'bout money and music bitch I'm gonna run it
Run it up, run it up
113 nigga, suck my dick