Follower Your following me through the streets ya, they all follow me cause I'm there homie. They be tripping, they be lieing, they be crying, they be dieing. They don't wanna go outside these days we trying to survive the war I think ima cry I'm being followed borrowed they wanna catch me slacking lacking, but that won't never happen happen, ya, it's crazy they don't believe me they want to receive yeah, they be tripping,they be dieing, they be crying