I know You know What you want You need You changed You're not the same 'Cause I know that you are not for me You do nothing for me You are not for Had to write this song, I been sitting back too long, feel like I made it Jumped in these streets, I just had turned 18 when I had my baby Nobody gone love you, nobody can trust me, and nobody can save me These niggas bitches to me, we spanking they ass, my big brother gangsta We so armed and dangerous We ain't have none 'fore we came up Bro got hit in the back in his back of the head, that bitch got hit, her face tucked I get the drop then blow it up [?], Don't get caught tryna throw it up I do a show for a dub or some, while bro 'nem out here going to war Bitch got neck like a dinosaur, and I got a family to feed for They don't even want my dawg to get out of jail, cause they know we nailing shit This shit ain't no game, these niggas lame, put one in yo' belly bitch Leave 'em stank on some smelly shit (Mmh, Uh) And y'all know, whenever we get the drop, we gone post up at y'all store And we done been so broke, we ain't have none but our folks And I grew up so different, I can't say what y'all know And I see you crying bae, or maybe you just waiting on me in line bae I know big bro in Heaven, but I ain't fine bae When my family not 'round, feel like I'm dying bae I be so ready to risk it She hold me down when I ain't around it, shorty so ready to lick it Might take a break and keep her distance, but never go missing Nigga tried to play me like I was a bitch and I was just showing love Now he go around talm bout he gone stretch me and that Lil' Kee a dub Me and ManMan still be posted Niggas spin this way with them little ass guns, on Mar, they gone get roasted Bitch got way more water than ocean You can't do none without no motion You better not fuck that bitch at all, prolly ain't got no walls, if you need lotion You must've hyped yo' niggas up, told 'em only shoot when no one outside I'm the type to hype my niggas up, load up a hundred rounds, and tell 'em: Drive My big bro died and you threw up, you must be hurting different Tuck in my chain, blood in my eyes, knew you wasn't purging with me We was in the [?], posted in the trap, nigga you was on percs with me My uncle Mar had told me: Run up on 'em first, [?] buy a whole QP Grandma done lost her child I wish I had a million now, I ain't never see you smile (Uh) My momma lost her son Everything was just going right, look what the killings done (Uh) I'm sitting in the Sun Tears fallin', my little girl and nephew having fun (Uh) I go every run Before I fly across this earth than die without my gun (Uh) I ain't that fuckin' dumb Try me with my drum, my momma can't lose another son I jumped in the streets head first, last one alive and I'm tryna see who gone be dead first