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Most of you think you're safe when you're riding deep
Tip toeing on your ass, this is easier than hide and seek
Creeping for your death, about to lay you in the fucking dirt
Bitch we're here to step, better prep, or get your feelings hurt
Don't need a clique for any bitch made protection
Because we damage any busters who step in our direction
So when we step up, what are you gonna do?
Because all you've proved is bitches with a shirt
Can play gangsters too
You must adapt to a world that breeds hate and strife
You must fight like the other man is trying to take your life
If you're running with the heat, expect things to turn
Predict the worst, because if not you will learn
Because if not you will learn
The difference between, what is owed, what is earned
So run fucking home
Call your fucking crew
I have enough rounds for them
And your fucking families too
Your death has a warrant
No room for goodbyes
While I find Truth in this fucking Age of Lies
You must adapt to a world that breeds hate and strife
You must fight like the other man is trying to take your life
If you're running with the heat, expect things to turn
Predict the worst, because if not you will learn
Because if not you will learn
The difference between, what is owed, what is earned
Tip toeing on your ass, this is easier than hide and seek
Creeping for your death, about to lay you in the fucking dirt
Bitch we're here to step, better prep, or get your feelings hurt
Don't need a clique for any bitch made protection
Because we damage any busters who step in our direction
So when we step up, what are you gonna do?
Because all you've proved is bitches with a shirt
Can play gangsters too
You must adapt to a world that breeds hate and strife
You must fight like the other man is trying to take your life
If you're running with the heat, expect things to turn
Predict the worst, because if not you will learn
Because if not you will learn
The difference between, what is owed, what is earned
So run fucking home
Call your fucking crew
I have enough rounds for them
And your fucking families too
Your death has a warrant
No room for goodbyes
While I find Truth in this fucking Age of Lies
You must adapt to a world that breeds hate and strife
You must fight like the other man is trying to take your life
If you're running with the heat, expect things to turn
Predict the worst, because if not you will learn
Because if not you will learn
The difference between, what is owed, what is earned
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Writer(s): Christopher Jacob Gumaer
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