[Verse]
I'm callin' my dawg, just like a one time
Then I throw my bows just at them one time
She had the fan equipped, it smell like purp' blunts
Tellin' you, it's gon' hurt none
I'm tryin' to birth something, woah
Born sinner block, you know it get wicked, yeah
You know you not never goin' there (Never goin' back)
I can't take you back to where I come from
Made it out of that who would’ve thought of...
Who would've thought of that?
The mice ain’t gon' chase the cat
Cookin' up crack gettin stuck in the trap
I witnessed all of that
Six days, you make it еasy
On Sunday, you pray to Jesus
Gunplay got appealin'
Gun wounds made you feel it
Nightmarеs in the children
Nightmares in the children