Nother One

off the porch in the westside of winnipeg thats where i started felt like a matador wearing all red i was a target always kept it on me if they want it ima pop it and the city always wonder why the gang violence aint stoppin opps lost on a couple deposits them bitches lost it i clap back like im applauding put a price on my pillow ima still sleep take the food off my plate and ima still eat take me out the road and im still street i still squeeze on any nigga tryna kill me