[Produced by Heavy D + Kebo 187]

[Verse 1]
Who shot me? Got me sittin' back thinkin' long
Knowin' something wrong
N***as used to hit me up, now they don't call my phone
Brought n***as to my home, shit, I don't know
Somethin' different, I can feel it, my n***a
N***as I was feeling, now I ain't feelin' them, n***a
Bigz like, "You tripping," I'm like, "I'm serious, n***a."
Thoughts in my head said: "Yeah, I'm killing this n***a."
Couple months later, n***as ain't heard shit
Around n***as and I'm cautious and nervous
Clutchin' on this motherfucker, watchin' body language
I ain't trustin' not a motherfucker, motherfuckers...
Thinkin' I'm stupid, I had love for n***as then killed Cupid
So you can be clueless
And I can tell by that look in your look in your eyes
I ain't surprised with a disguise, thinkin' I'm blind, uh

[Interlude]
'Round n***as and they lookin' real fishy
I know I ain't tweakin', n***a
Fuck up with you?

[Verse 2]
Getting cold chills
My mans say, "Move out of town."
I'm on the Pole still, still...
Fuck'll make you say something like that?
I made a bold statement, n***a I'm back, I'm back
And I ain't lettin' up, extendos if he run, that's how I'm catchin' up
Keep my mouth shut, that's how I ain't messin' up
Dreams haunt me to this day, I think they set me up
They set me up, fuck!
N***as lookin' like they seen a ghost
That's the Grim Reaper getting close
Most n***as act like they know, but they don't
Emotions under control, I don't let them show, "Is you 'sho?"
"Yeah, I'm 'sho, cause once you let a n***a know, that's once you let a n***a go
Ain't no second chances!"
"I mean, but you got a second chance—"
"Yeah, that's why it ain't no mo', I swear I ain't gon' go."
[Interlude 2]
N***as think I'm just gon' go like this?
Nah, n***a, I ain't gon' go like that
Cause where I'm from it don't go like that

[Verse 3]
Still tellin' myself, like, "Bud, watch 'em out!"
Could still get put up, I still got options
Still dodging blows but still not boxing
Swear I'm killin' my beef, I'm not like Rocky
In that deep freezer... I'm that n***a with that black hoodie in that dark alley with the street sweeper
Try to tell me what you think I wanna hear and I don't even make it clear. Nah, I just let 'em talk
We gon' get 'em later. Right now, let 'em walk
And we gon' make sure it's finished, they gon' get the chalk
Ain't no drivin' to the hospital, when the shots hit him, not even God with him
I hope he thinkin' that I don't got no prob with him
Cause he don't feel it how I feel it, he gon' feel it in a minute
And I swear I feel it all in my chest, so when it's done I can get me some rest, I'm blessed

[Outro]
I can feel n***as, they ain't right
Ain't no talkin' about it neither, n***a
Where I'm from, if you don't feel it... then yo ass lost in the sauce, boy, real shit
Now I can get me some rest
Now I can get me some rest
Now I can get me some rest