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I was five and he was six, we rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight, bang bang, he shot me down, bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound, bang bang, my baby shot me down, bang bang
Ay, I'm done letting niggas slide, you f*ck with suckas, then go duck with them, I don't
Care if I never met him, he from that side, then he get plucked with them, they won't
Come over here up on this block, they know it's funk with them, it's static, we can match it
We got Glocks and we go up with them, f*ck it then, I'm busting plays, don't call
Me by my government, we hushin' Them, 223's will really shoot Through trees
Ill buy a bunch of them, I got dro and snow and all the drugs to get you buggin' then
Bring in all them bitches from the west, let's get to f*cking them, I done sold it all
Except my soul and they won't take that, I really stood on ten and when I fall, well bitch
I shake back, heart like its a lion, the devil mad that he can't break that, and even if
I fumble, I don't stumble, no, they hate that, niggas think I'm mad, they think I care about
A bitch, and if you go and ask the suckas, they gon' say I ain't on shit, but if you
Go and ask my niggas, they gon' tell you what it is
I'm one of these niggas from my section really getting to the chips
I was five and he was six, we rode on horses made of sticks, he wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight, a lot of these niggas really hate me
Even the ones that's from my side
Ain't into it with they whole hood, but someone there still gotta die. This shit is treacherous
You navigate the streets, you play with life, I hate these new niggas
They only diss the dead behind the mic, I know some niggas doing time, but when they
Come home, bet they spinning, if your whole team aint really eating
Then how the f*ck you truly winning
Momma didn't want this life, she tried her best for something different
I pray that God be walking with me, these trenches crazy when you in them