[Intro: BabySolid]
All of my friends turned their backs on me
Who the fuck him? We gon' tax homie
Ride through the back where them fuck n***as lack on it
[?] tryna hop out and smash on it
Young n***a walk with the racks on me
Isolated from the block I got lonely
Ain't talking to police that shit for the phonies
Smoking on Dev like Sav ain't going
BL knock shit down, n***a like bowling

[Verse 1: BabySolid]
They ask me what's wrong (huh)
They ask me what's wrong (huh)
I feel that shit in the air (huh)
I feel that shit in my bones (huh)
I had a load up my Glock 'cause that bitch talking crazy, like bro, watch your tone (huh)
I had to move out the navy just to make it back home (huh)
All of my n***as, they gone (huh)
But, a young n***a stay strong (huh)
'Cause I really came up with Shino (huh)
He taught mе stick to that code (huh)
And I really posted with Sumo (huh)
Shooting at hеarts with no chrome (huh)
And, bitch, you ain't from where I'm from (huh)
So, bitch, you can't go where I go (huh)
[Chrous: BabySolid]
All of my friends turned their backs on me
Who the fuck him? We gon' tax homie
Ride through the back where them fuck n***as lack on it
[?] tryna hop out and smash on it
Young n***a walk with the racks on me
Isolated from the block, I got lonely
Ain't talking to police, that shit for the phonies
Smoking on Dev like Sav ain't going
BL knock shit down, n***a like bowling
You got a lick, then we on it
I brought yo' bitch to the trap, finna bone it
You got a light skin pack and it's smokey
Came to the hood, he ain't make it back nowhere
Them Babylife n***as, they ain't playing fair
Possessing my Glock like a n***a, Witch Blair
We came to your block and the fuck n***as scared
You n***as ain't standing on shit, get a chair
If you send that load, then you know I'm gon' be there
Hit his ass up, ain't nobody get spared
Pop out gang, we gon' pop at dreads
I don't want to no body, keep one in the head

[Verse 2: Glokk40Spaz]
Hm, I'm Baby Whoa, you know that I'm lonely
My lil' brotha locked up, I can't even see my homies
This shit got me fucked up, all this shit bout some choneys
I was locked up at Rice Street everyday, I wake up, I eat bread and baloney
30's on the bottom of that Glock everyday when I walk out the house, I ain't going like Tony
These bitches backdoor me when I was locked up, now they watching a n***a like Sony
Send that hoe to the swoop if I think she a hoe, she can't show me
I miss BJ to death, if they bring Sumo home, then I never getting sad that I'm lonely
I was the type of n***a, rob a n***a
Hell yeah, I’m the topic, I might pop a n***a
If you don't got no Glock, you better rock a n***a
I used to drink water out the faucet, n***a
I got kinda close with some Islamic n***as
I ain't believe in these n***as no more, man, I'm done
Hop out with that Glock, shoot a n***a like Devin Booker in the sun
And I had to just tell myself itty ain't good for no one
After loving that hoe, I can't be with no one
I'm BL, the oso, I'm the only safe one
I might have to go to prison, I ain't scared of no gun
Huh, put yourself in my shoes
Everybody I say that I love, they end up on the news
I done did some shit I can't take back, I know God won't forgive me, just wish he ain't knew
I wish Sumo was more than a fucking loose screw
Wish I could see Velly, but I did some shit that I know that'd fuck him up too
I love him to death, wouldn't put him in no circumstance
That had me fucked up when they said I couldn't come back, like n***a, do I look like I give a damn?
I want see my lil' sister, I missed her, I couldn't see her face, I was locked up, I was in the jam
I did bitches wrong, I did what I did, but I ain't ever ask for no helping hand
I lie for my brothers, I'll die bout my brothers, this Babylife shit till I live again
I sin to the max, like sin-after-sin, I don't even think I can sin again
I won't go back to jail, I can't sit again
That's the whole reason I got some dead friends
Huh, I'm stuck in the middle, n***a
Smoking on kumo, how the fuck did you figure, n***a?
Only good thing about going back to jail, I can see my JuGliz, n***a
9 millimeter, I can't worry 'bout no petty issues
Told you I love you, I’m dying about you, I’m forever with you
I cut that motherfucker off, they play with my family, I swear, I’m gon' kill em
Huh, I used to look up to drug dealers, huh, and now them boys look up to me
Monkey see, monkey do, I was trapping in the highway, know I was servin' that glee
I picked up the pistol, I had dropped outta Chi
If I was cheating on you, you was cheating on me
Man, I still love you, I just take what I need
I was locked up on Christmas, don’t give a fuck 'bout no Christmas tree
Make his ass roll out, I don’t even like bumblebee