You.

When ain't nobody to call on and shit get real who you think its gonna fall on
When the fake love is long gone & you ain't got nothing to fall on it's all on
When the endz gone the friends gone ribs start touching now who u gonna depend on
When the trust gone the guns drawn and after everything that you love gone we come For

Ain't no I's in team but ain't no U's either gotta recognize the scheme Keep ya plans low Cats"ll weaponize your Dreams that's how u keep all that hating ass energy far from Round you
And it's probably your own mens that's why I got a couple of brother but no friends Your Crew got a couple of Brothas wit no ends and your pockets looking right guess who Probably getting robbed tonight
That's why I'm strapped for sure and we dont wait for cats to jump out we clap through Doors
They'll for damn sure put you on your back for yours so I suggest never keeping nothing Less than two guns on
That's how it go around here I ain't make the rules brotha that's the code around here Niggas trying to get money Get old around here what you reap get sewed around here My nigga that's on

When ain't nobody to call on and shit get real who you think its gonna fall on
When the fake love is long gone and you ain't got nothing to fall on it's all on
When the endz gone the friends gone ribs start touching now who u gonna depend on
When the trust gone the guns drawn and after everything that you love gone we come For

Ain't no laws in war you be the chef or the food nigga choice is yours
They ain't trying to hear the truth cause the voice is yours but they'll listen to lies long as It's coming from them And not
So I chill I'm tight grill stress free see how he forty and fly still? That's cuz I keep my Energy buried in mine fields yall be having all that low vibe sucka shit all around
So I'll probably be over there no matter how u spin it a square gon be a square
Once u pull a trigger that fear gon disappear go figure now u scare to leave home Without the hammer on
It's ironic defies logic science couldnt identify these fly objects
Suckas send subliminal threats wit no context so just so we clear yeah nigga I'm talking About you

When ain't nobody to call on and shit get real who you think its gonna fall on
When the fake love is long gone & you ain't got nothing to fall on it's all on
When the endz gone the friends gone ribs start touching now who u gonna depend on
When the trust gone the guns drawn and after everything that you love gone we come For



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Writer(s): Lawrence Gaines
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