crazy story

Now here it go, I just made it home Missed calls on my phone See, I been gone Was tryna hit a lick but that's shit just went wrong I got a thot, she right off the block Her crib be the spot and we got Glocks Tucked all in the shit, don't come in less you knock But this bitch grimey Told her 'bout this nigga Help me set 'em up and she was wit it She just want some shoes And she ain't give no fuck So we do that, I was at his neck Creepin' from the back But saw the opps and had to let 'em have it How fucked up is that? But where that bitch? She ain't called me yet We did that at six and who got hit? I know someone, check 'cause King Von, he don't miss Now two weeks pass I'm back on my grind I can't waste no time, the opps been quiet They be woofin' though But them niggas not slidin' and I been high I can't even lie that thot been on my mind Why she ain't called? I ain't seen her ass, I hope that she alright Now it's midnight I'm hittin' some blocks Just me and my Glock, came to a stop I'm at a red light, I usually don't stop My phone keep ringing Just a hoe of course, this bitch probably bored I press ignore I ain't got no time A whore gon' be a whore Now I get that feeling Somethin' ain't right I look to my right And I'm like, damn There go that flexin' nigga He wavin' his pipe He get to dumpin' Bullets get to comin' My heart get to thumpin' I feel somethin', my left shoulder hot Blood just get to gushin' I'm like shit, ain't this 'bout a bitch? And he with that bitch I got a glimpse, she got them big lips That's made for suckin' dick Now it make sense That ho set me up That lil' dirty slut, the double cross Tryna get me caught Like I'm Randy Moss Aw, shit, I just dropped my gun Plus I got one arm, I'm tryna drive I can't shoot back now This man on my ass, I almost crashed But I got the wheel, he tryna kill for real But there go twelve He bust a quick right And I just bust a left