Talkin To the Dead

I be talking to the dead like they still alive
Better keep your gun if you wanna survive
Better know what come with committing a crime
Soon as a nigga get snatched up they snitching and crying

How you say you real but you dropping a dime
Cap just came home and he clutching a nine
If bro'nem don't beat that case we appealing that time
They tell me to stay focus and stay on your grind
You know that we gone stretch him he get outta line
Keep a weapon these niggas is dying
Call it birds how these bullets be flying
They want smoke well lil Nigga we buying
Meanwhile I been stacking paper trying stay focus
Don't get in my way cuz ima blow it
Off these drugs I don't show emotions
I'm so high I'm moving in slow motion
Lord know I'm stressing but I can't show it
Pistol on my hip and it's fully loaded
Voices in my head and I can't control it
Fuck around and black out
Fuck it up and blow it
She say she want me dead cuz her heart I broke it
And I think these Niggas mad cuz they know I'm chosen
Don't play dumb boy you see it poking
It's gone be a red rum if you think I'm joking