Spoken Word

I done turned to some shit, I was raised to fear
Boy them gunshots tonight be music to my ears
Killer mindset, I use it for my self-defense
A nigga run up, he gon' die, that's for my self-defense

I be going crazy in the stu', I ain't on no fence
I get money for my grades, I don't move no bricks
The demons in my head ain't the niggas that I ride with
Voices in my head give a burden that I ride with

All the niggas I did wrong, I apologize
They ain't deserve it, man, they shoulda hit me in my eye
Ain't stopping till I hit a milli, bitch, I want it all
Them niggas did me wrong, I ain't deserve it

Fuck em all, bitch, fighting demons on a daily basis
So if I go out see a risk, nigga, I'ma take it
Take a bullet for my family, nigga, I'ma face it
They don't see my outline, but I bet they trace it

That nigga said I'm shook in school, pull up the screenshots
I'm done playing tell that fuck nigga to send a drop
These niggas steady tryna beef, man, they need to stop
Glock filled wit bald heads peel a nigga top

Rip my granddaddy, man, I miss your voice
I can't go out and kill a nigga, so I use my voice
Expressing anger, swear to God, this the only way
And I'll do that to a nigga if he try to play

Drop a diss, I get the camp, we tryna truck shit
If you ain't gang, don't hit my phone with no fuck shit
Head full of anger, heart full of love
Yelling with this anger, piss full of drugs

Fuck the streets, I'll catch a hat after I get a G
I be out the way sometimes, so why you dissing me?
Niggas hit my phone with bullshit, it's really missing me
I got niggas know my drop, but still ain't get to me

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Writer(s): Bernard Hampton Iii
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