Let me drop some * like this here
Real smooth
At night I can't sleep
I toss and turn
Candlesticks in the dark
Visions of bodies burn burn
Four walls just staring at a nigga
I'm paranoid
Sipping with my finger on the trigger
My mother's mother's always stressing I ain't living
But I ain't going out without a fight
See every time my eyes
I start sweating blood Slurred thoughts coming out my nose
Some somebody watching me act But I don't know who it is
Watching watching my back I can see them when I'm deep
Cover covers When I awake I don't see them
* * He owns a black hat like I own
A suit suit and a cane all on Some might say take a chill beat
But fetch fetch
There's a nigga chill kill me
I'm popping in the clip win win Every
every second seconds got me peeping
Win win though Investigating the joint for traps
Checking my telephone for taps I'm
staring at the water in the corner corner
It's * up when your mind's playing tricks
I make big money I drive big cars
Body body no need It's like I'm a movie star
But late at night Something something ain't right
Feel I'm feel I'm being tell By the same tell tell
Look at that dude that I ran off the block Look at that nigga
last week that I shot Look at the one I brought back down,
down 20 20 head came cold cold wow wow Reached under my seat I'm
a popper for the suckers You stupid stupid lying I'm a scattered
little motherfucker Hit the left in the pop pop burn burn down quick
If it's going down let's get this over over with It ain't hard
Just like just like I figured I got my head on the mother and
trick tricking When I saw him make your ass giga giga Three three
blind crippling crazy senior citizens I live by the swarm I take
my boys ride ride go The town town gone I keep looking over
my shoulder and peeping around town Minus minus tricks tricks on
Day by day it's more impossible cope I
feel like I'm the one that's doing dope
Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous
Every Sunday morning service service
Praying for forgiveness
And trying to find that next set up for business
I know I know the Lord is looking at me
But yet it's still hard for me to have happy
I often drift drive drive
Having fatal thoughts of suicide
Bang bang and get it over with
And then I worry freak that's bullshit
I got a little boy to look after And
if I die then my child a fast aster
I had a woman down with me But to me
it seemed like she was down to get
me She helped me out and But to me she was just
another bit Now she's back with her mother
Now I'm living with her mother Now
I'm feeling lonely
My mind is playing tricks on me
This
year Halloween for me the weekend Me
and ghetto boys were trick or treating
Robbing little kids for bags Till an old man got behind our ass
So we speeded up the pace A look a
look and he was right before our face
Me and the N4 squad were no doubt So
I swung and hit the nigga in my mouth
He was going down figured figured But this wasn't no ordinary nigga
He stood about 6 or 7 feet Now that's a nigga I be seeing in my sleep
So we triple teamed on him Dropping him in the motherfucking basement
The more I swung the more blood Fanny Fanny disappeared
Boys boys they're there too Then I felt just fiend fiend
It wasn't even close to being mean It was dark as * on the streets
My hands were all bloody Punchy punchy concrete
God damn homie My mind is playing tricks on me