I don't even like speakin' 'bout this shit
Shit is what it is
See, Ksoo make your face go, oh
Trade in my Glock for a Draco, oh
Step on that boy because I said so
Peep myself for what? They'll bust his brains soon as I say go (Bang), yeah
Killers on alert, posted on the block with me, yeah
Made it out the hood so we all can eat, yeah
Said fuck the teacher, we was taught the streets
Don't trust that nigga, fuck that ho, don't make a move without that iron, yeah
Bust that bitch brain, no, I won't leave a witness, yeah
War with the world, I told 'em come and get me, yeah (Come here)
You think I'm pussy, show you that I'm with it
We trace his steps and get his drop, I'ma make sure I hit him
Sin City robberies, soldieries
All-black tree fitted (All-black tree fitted, yeah)
Walking free, murder be underneath, no one seen
Nobody know he did it (Nobody know he did it)
Two months later, he was a victim (He a victim)
Yeah, he lackin', normally, he the one with it (Yeah, he lackin')
Clutchin' extension, but that day he wasn't on his pivot (Wasn't on his pivot)
They hit the whole car, tryna kill everyone in it (Ah, fuck)
Just turned his killer rate up, we know they out to get us
My brother got shot up in his shit, for that, they locked me up (Damn)
They tried to accuse me for that shit, even brought charges up
Police told my mama, "Don't trust Ace, he the one who set it up"
Now I'm fed up with this shit (Damn)
Got shot in my ass, so it hurt when I sit
Man, I hate when I shit
Hate when it's cold, man, them bullets get to moving and shit
Who the fuck cut the AC on? Been lost my cool in this bitch
Ambulance rushin' down the street, but no one can save us
No pressure on my hand, left my body disabled
Royale screamin' at my mans, told Royale to get up
I ain't hear Quan say shit, I know them boys had did us
Damn
Ayy, I got moments I wish I could take everything back, layin' on that cement
Thinkin' 'bout all the times we done had, you heard me?
Picture 4 in the backseat (4)
I shed a tear every time I see Malik (Malik)
'Cause every time I look in his eyes, I see you (I see you)
Hoping this memory don't fade away of you, yeah
23, I wish you could've met your son (23)
Ain't no doubtin' this one, ain't no question he the one
Like Uncle Ace here with Quera, she just turned one
Know you'd be disappointed in me 'cause I ain't talk to mom, yeah
Let's kick it back to all this other shit (Oh yeah)
So much shit been on my mind, but it seemed irrelevant
I had some problems in the way, but I got rid of it (But I got rid of it)
Can't be afraid to swing at curveballs, some you hit or miss, yeah
But I'd be lyin' if I told you I was happy
But you know I keep it real, I just be cap-free
My heart so broke, most of the time love distract me
Still got my fingers crossed, I hope my bitch don't leave me
Paint the city red, we just shedded blood
It was a mess inside the field, my killers cleaned it up
Hollows knocked that nigga face, he couldn't get up
Every problem in the city, they tend to blame us, yeah
If I could take it all back, I probably wouldn't do it
Probably wouldn't be the man today and the pain I stood
But I'd do anything to have them back, let's get that understood
Seem like it's hard for me to die, I know y'all wish I could
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