Got knifes in my mommy house covered in Keef
Got pistols on me that’s covered in heat
Always hear gunshots all around my street
But police ain’t come when they on the beat
So I stay strapped up a n***a stand his ground
Cause dogs’ll run up in yo house if they ain’t in the pound
If a n***a act up imma give him a round
No witnesses ever even heard a sound
Now I’m buying drugs in front of oilles
But a n***a still broke so we shop at aldis
Can’t afford real meat cooking only that spam
But my ex doing good wit dat credit card scam
57 ohs what I represent
Pull a gta on you if we needa make rent
We’ll even rob a n***as clothes just to make a cent
But you’d be dead first is what I meant

I ain’t never ran from nothing but the police x3
Cause they still kill us n***as dead in the street
Kill us n***as dead in the street

Pocket rocks on me just to get a buck
Kill a n***a broad day I give no fuck
Lock me up in a cell and get me stuck
Bet I die in there knowing my luck
Drink a whole bottle of the Hennessy
Ya yo bitch my model she do what I say
She done sell that body for a daily pay
Ya she on her knees but not to pray
I make a quick flip off some good shit
Never the sold the pussy of a hood bit
Damn I’ve been stressed I should get lit
Ya I need more crimes to commit
Ex girl was addicted to the painkillers
Ain’t in pain but you known imma killer
Real seller of drugs call me a dealer
Ya I know that line is a stretch and this ones filler
I ain’t never ran from nothing but amphetamines
Special k no cereal just ketamine
I mean dope no wait I mean dopamine
Getting mixed up with my drugs like a fiend
Tipsy off the sauce
No water or Voss
You could call me a boss
Or my first name cross

I ain’t never ran from nothing but the police x3
Cause they still kill us n***as dead in the street
Kill us n***as dead in the street
Cross