#NotReady2 #Not #Playing #Games #We #Live #This #All #That #Talk #Snatch #Your #Ass #Real #Homies #Ride #And #Die @moderator_en @rap_ar_team #NewEraSuperStars #NewEraProduction don't try me have your ass looking behind you I call it shots I see you walking through your house every move it's on you. don't try me look me in my eyes why you lying you're not built for it. all that talk say that toughness save your life don't try me we got scopes on every block the only way you leaving out. when you called them cops. don't try me I can find you all that s*** that you say don't add up to the s*** you play about business I got shooters I got n***** that's on you still think he's big. don't try me you fall where you live. all that cockiness don't mean s*** birds flock together birds lose feathers. don't try me, we can rearrange where you staying Lord forgive me. watch me when I'm spraying don't try me I'm from a city where it's always hot head get busted wide open on these blocks. Brain still smoking this fool still choking blood still dripping everyday is Christmas. this s*** you doing real n***** don't do it that yada yada have your body spending in and out f*** autopsy, don't try me I live by to bayou. price on your dome everyone wants to buy you bring back money home don't try me we can have you and your family together singing alongI have seen dark skies, kids dying mothers cry, homeless people with signs. caskets going down. streets with white chalk. dead people can't talk. don't try me, drive bys near playgrounds. stop talking with god. death look me in my eyes. put his head down. to much bull shit happened around. city and towns left behind. smoke so much, must be dead, I haven't woke up yet. cloud9 sleeping dreams, do stars really shine. where's mines. niggas filter there punch lines. t- pain sounds. keeping it real, just a statement, half of these nigga be acting. chris brown. replace them, don't try me not your average, to savage, speak mines. words never kind. see right through these clowns. acting hard, you about that life now. fucking joke, Down South ready to go! standing on the block doesn't make you tuff. 1 call niggas running up on all yall. no sound. body's drop like flies. no record label, still eating crumbs falling off the table. major deals I'm heading at. murder was the case.