[Hook]
Every day
When I’m on the streets, ain’t no time to play
All I do is look up in the night, I don’t see no light
All I do is see the dark, then I let my gun spark
Listen
[Verse 1]
Everyday I wake up, I’m thinking of something different
My life is just like a visit, I’m only here for a minute
Fuck it, I gotta get it
Nothing y’all gotta give it
I’m doing a lot of business
Everybody just drop and just give me
One hundred push-ups
What’s up with Buck?
He here, you not
You scared, you shot
I dare two cops to play the hero -- uh oh
Whether or not you agree with my vision, a lot of n***as rot in the prison
Power no different
Television is telling lies, so I
Hit the street, street Bible wise
And tell the Ten Commandments
My n***as is bandits
Outlandish with hammers, no wonder why they can’t stand us
Cannabis, fatigues, raw power
Strapped for the battle, I’m walking the block with ease
Let’s go, let’s go
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
I’m on fire, call me molten metal
It ain’t my folks you settle
This shit I spit go through metal, I roll with the devil
Every dollar in my pocket’s from the flows I pedal
Like handbags of Louis and Gucci come up
You a replica of the real
Almost there, so what?
I ain’t never seen ya CD
Only D I see is the D’s that sweep me
With me, a frisbee out at night
Who didn’t disappear on em? Yeah, I ain’t on em
I was in the zone
Take money money, make money money, that’s the only thing on my dome
I’m a beast if I don’t eat
Fuck beef, all I need is a rapper or one beat
I’m a boss
You Chinese n***as is duck sauce
You half a chicken
Go half on your living
Get lost
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I’m a murderer
A motherfucking killer on the loose
Y’all n***as is filla on the roof
I know, I can’t get mad at you
But I can say ‘Damn, that’s bad for you’
Broke ass, broke glass, cut it n***a severely
Fuck what you heard, y’all n***as hear me
I’m bullhorn, you n***as bullshit, come one
Got bitches waiting on my lawn
I walked at night like Spawn
(?), oh yes, half that n***as is gone
Make moves, my shit is SA-radius
Street approved in the jails like the essay’s rated