GUNFIRE
They start wars and forget who left behind
Dark cloud over my city
Ain't no way the sun shine
Expecting us to do wrong
They gon' say it's one of mine
But who's to blame when honestly
It's so much gunfire?
This a risk when you out here tryna buy your first switch
It's gon' cost you every time you don't know who to converse with
I'm too busy thinking 'bout loses
Wonder where I'm gon' fit
Keep pointers, the only way you gonna make a Nigga miss
Bro rich, he obligated to take care of the crib
Tell him, "No"
But the only reason just to see how he really feel
Why diss him
Then turn around and say you really miss him?
I been so much on the mood
This shit keep me out the mixture
Can you vision on tha ward
Laid out with a vixen
Instead laid down on the curb
Bullet holes throughout your tissues
For instance when they say they love me
I'll go out and listen
They just pray you make it home
But then the Devil wanna miss you
That's a strike
You the only one that stood up in that fight
This a new day and age
Where a snake get you a stripe
No screen on the backdoor
Bugs on the light
I see you for who you are and the vacancy inside
They start wars and forget who left behind
Dark cloud over my city
Ain't no way the sun shine
Expecting us to do wrong
They gon' say it's one of mine
So who's to blame
When honestly it's so much gunfire?
I done switched up my attire
Barely wearing all black
They look at me like Michael Myers
Different outlook on life
I'm going and chase what I desire
Sticks and stones'll break a bone
But fuck with me like playing with fire
Animosity in the hood
Like they ain't come up from the diapers
Ain't no such thing as good
We all living through the wire
Picking sides with my brothers
The only time I'm being bias
And my mind made up
I ain't facing them indictments
I ain't switch
Call my phone
If it's real then I'ma listen
They can't wait to do me wrong
So they can feel just like a victor
And it's Christmas all year
But I ain't the one that's getting gifts
I done passed out so much money
My bitch look like, "Why you tripping?"
She don't understand the life
That I lived inside the trenches
One goal
One mission
You make it out but you ain't finished
So many mouths to feed
You don't look out
They say you bitched
And I'm proud of me
I done did enough
Did y'all mention?
They start wars and forget who left behind
Dark cloud over my city
Ain't no way the sun shine
Expecting us to do wrong
They gon' say it's one of mine
So who's to blame
When honestly it's so much gunfire?
Dark cloud over my city
Ain't no way the sun shine
Expecting us to do wrong
They gon' say it's one of mine
But who's to blame when honestly
It's so much gunfire?
This a risk when you out here tryna buy your first switch
It's gon' cost you every time you don't know who to converse with
I'm too busy thinking 'bout loses
Wonder where I'm gon' fit
Keep pointers, the only way you gonna make a Nigga miss
Bro rich, he obligated to take care of the crib
Tell him, "No"
But the only reason just to see how he really feel
Why diss him
Then turn around and say you really miss him?
I been so much on the mood
This shit keep me out the mixture
Can you vision on tha ward
Laid out with a vixen
Instead laid down on the curb
Bullet holes throughout your tissues
For instance when they say they love me
I'll go out and listen
They just pray you make it home
But then the Devil wanna miss you
That's a strike
You the only one that stood up in that fight
This a new day and age
Where a snake get you a stripe
No screen on the backdoor
Bugs on the light
I see you for who you are and the vacancy inside
They start wars and forget who left behind
Dark cloud over my city
Ain't no way the sun shine
Expecting us to do wrong
They gon' say it's one of mine
So who's to blame
When honestly it's so much gunfire?
I done switched up my attire
Barely wearing all black
They look at me like Michael Myers
Different outlook on life
I'm going and chase what I desire
Sticks and stones'll break a bone
But fuck with me like playing with fire
Animosity in the hood
Like they ain't come up from the diapers
Ain't no such thing as good
We all living through the wire
Picking sides with my brothers
The only time I'm being bias
And my mind made up
I ain't facing them indictments
I ain't switch
Call my phone
If it's real then I'ma listen
They can't wait to do me wrong
So they can feel just like a victor
And it's Christmas all year
But I ain't the one that's getting gifts
I done passed out so much money
My bitch look like, "Why you tripping?"
She don't understand the life
That I lived inside the trenches
One goal
One mission
You make it out but you ain't finished
So many mouths to feed
You don't look out
They say you bitched
And I'm proud of me
I done did enough
Did y'all mention?
They start wars and forget who left behind
Dark cloud over my city
Ain't no way the sun shine
Expecting us to do wrong
They gon' say it's one of mine
So who's to blame
When honestly it's so much gunfire?
Credits
Writer(s): Sterling Reynolds, Ethan Hayes, Darontez Mayo, Matthew Manuel
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