i got that Glock n I'm not afraid to spray when everyone gotta target I got to ease my pain look me in the eye tell me I didn't make it thru the rain playing with my emotions girl this ain't no game I was stuck in them trenches hanging chilling with the lame gunshots 772s tell me why the hood gone be the same light skin girl been knowing ha since I was seven if y'all niggas try me I'm gone send y'all to heaven false talk that's why I gotta record this session session leave me alone leave me alone big bro teach em a lesson you gotta take the easy way you stressing you do it for the fame the money I'm guessing sit back down raising your voice who do you think your addressing I'mma eat a salad and serve y'all like dressing cause I hear them angels they knocking on the door I'm ducking n hiding cause I gotta up the score I swear y'all lame ain't game y'all boys sleeping on the floor jayy I remember them long days trapping at the corner store yeah yeah wait yeah okay