Yeah, what you know about trappin' out them late nights?What you know about stakin' out on wolves all night with the great whites?I done been in deep inside this s*** where I couldn't think rightBullets in my body, I don't feel nothin'Bullets hit your partner while you leavin', still ain't kill nothin'Laid up in the hospital, a couple d***s killed for meD***s mention me, you really informin'Curse you think I'm n***a, been out backlessAin't tried to hit on none of them d***s backSupply d***s, they ain't have itBeen ballin' the whole season, bought out for a quarterCan't bite the hand that feeds you, my hands gave you no portionHard head, but my money longCall me once he dead and nod your head, saw nobody goneDuckin' fans, can't duck and slay that s***, your buddy homeMade a d***a, rent just off a fifth homeCan't compete, can't get out the streets, ain't touch a hundred longNuh-uh, I ain't never scared, my mama knew I'd be the demonWe can take it, I don't do no evil, no, my peoples ain't gon' make it firstThey ain't killin' Teddy Bird, nah, I ain't never scared, nah, I ain't never scaredMy mama knew I'd been the demon, we can take it, girlI'm tryin' to make it hurt, I should sell some shirtsIt's all my murder's merch, young and turdFifty-five and I throw seeds for John CurtHe kept it real, laid up and lied firstI told him find dirt, I found a churchMight not stay alive when that iron burstsMy eyes hurt, stalkin' these l***as from a fenceGuess I scared them n***as, blockin' me from the churchAnd they stories and pictures, and you know it's a issueI ain't gettin' in a net with you, I'm tryin' to make it ten trueI can't sit and think about who this who, I'm a real streetThese artists is artificial, and this up with whoeverAin't no pick and choose to pick twoAnd I'm the bro on rap, my own body's on his pistolAnd if I don't catch you, it's gon' fall back on you, not youFast, put that switchy on his, like he broke curfewCrash brains all over the dash, them 762sAnd I ain't never hate a emulator, let's doI heard he had a buzz, caught him knockin'I got his ass, I got his assI got his potential, you know how he be buzzin' a lil' bitThey be gettin' a lil' bit of attention, then he dieFeelin' a lot of that goin' onSnake pick, I'ma get your face, bruh