It's On

So, it is on
And I'm packin' my chrome
So, it is on
And I'm packin' my chrome

I walk around with a chip on my shoulder
A lot more mature and a little older
I look at the world in a ruthless way
An aggravated killer ready to smoke you, mane
Although an optimist, I look at things differently
Eyes open, watchin' for anything
Maybe, it's because I molded myself into this
Carved into a black abyss
Now I just ride
Hopin' to blast at the drop of a dime
Watchin' boys out the corner of my dome
'Cause any second it could be on
'Cause now shit done turned to a street war
Everywhere you go, niggas ready to pour
Your blood in the sewer
And leave you leaking like a lure

So, it is on
And I'm packin' my chrome
So, it is on
And I'm packin' my chrome

Every day, I'm seein' less and less haters
I guess the saying's true that it's greater later
And I'm lovin' that there
So I keep ballin' through with no fear
Steppin' around like a lion in a jungle
Waitin' on a nigga to prey on and take under
I ain't playing with you, this is life
And I'm quick to take you down and cut you up like a knife
Niggas with smiles on they faces, not taking shit serious
And they get fucked up, and left delirious
And curiously wonderin', "Why did it go down?"
'Cause you was fuckin' around like a damn clown
These bustas better wake up and think
Before you see a flash blink
Right by the corner of your head
Then realize your bitch ass dead

So, it is on
And I'm packin' my chrome
So, it is on
And I'm packin' my chrome