BLEED

These bullet wounds
I don't know just what to do
Shot me up, now [?]

Now I'm bleeding out, cause of you
One shot, two shot
You left me dead just like Tupac
Three shots, four shots

I think that I need some more shots
Five shots, six shots
Got me going insane
No, no surgery
I gotta get you off my brain

You'd rather die inside a casket or a Maybach
Swirling storm inside my mind
That's why I keep my waves capped, straight cap
Like when it gets so hard for you to state facts
Cause niggas blew your homie brains, but y'all claim that he stay strapped
Cause niggas blew your homie brains, but y'all claim that he stay strapped
Cause niggas blew your homie brains, but y'all claim that he stay strapped

One shot, two shot
You left me dead just like Biggie
Three shots, four shots
I think I'm gonna need a new kidney

Five shots, six shots
I can't take the pain
No, no surgery
Just shoot me in my brain

Running with them hoodlums at 13
Niggas was 13 but had 9's
Just way too easy to get a gun
Traded iPhone 5s and some 9s
Or some cool grays and some Jordan 1s
Now you walking around with that fye
In school we couldn't grasp algebra

But had the problem clutching that iron
Brash as hell cause our brains ain't developed yet
Shooting homes just over slight disrespect
7th grade they shot up my nigga home

Bullets wizzing right by the 5-year-old
Went to school next day with new motivation
Fuck them classes cause niggas retaliating
Stole his girlfriend car loaded up the strap

Hit the road, yeah we know where them niggas at
Can't say we cause honestly I ain't go
Do house licks
Yeah, but I never killed before
Three kids, four straps in a four door

Finna crash, Bandicoot, go loco
Niggas pull up to the house in the stolo
Found the crib from an Instagram photo
But little did my niggas know, though

His bitch reported the car stole
They sprayed the house, not knowing that the cops in route
Windows, front doors, they was sparking out
12 caught em' dawg, they ain't even make it home

Broke my heart when I seen then the news on my phone
Hella lies too, they said that my friend was grown
And they had hella drugs in the Chevron
These the same niggas who was out here stealing phones
Said it was a rival gang that stayed in the home

Shot the house and found out wasn't nobody home
Except for a dog that they found on the floor, bleeding out
Left there like Jahseh
Now they locked up ain't seen that ass since that day

What life be like if I made that play
Would it lead to Maybachs or a casket
Stone-cot, or a temperpetic mattress
Don't matter, don't care, I got a fat dick