Back to the wall
Somehow made shit shake... shake
How you feel safe counting on anyone....
Letting niggas seal your fate... fate...fate...
I got it... I got it... I got it... stop it
I don't need your help cause chances are I'll always hear about it
Sometime niggas talk so much cause really they just scared of silence
Please don't loosely call me fam especially when you're kin to violence
Know momma raised me well...
This point in life wish she'd apply them lessons on herself
Sis twenty-five we think alike we learned off trial and error
Was scared to fly till lord he killed my fear
Guess he had more in plans that software engineer...
Feel like a hot Glock, the way you niggas wouldn't stain this steel
Ain't cut from our cloth if we was standing still, you could not stain it still
Shits a tainted feel when you obtained the things they ain't think you will
Barely know me asking bro let's chill and build I'm saying
Back to the wall
Somehow made shit shake... shake
How you feel safe counting on anyone...
Letting niggas seal your fate... fate...fate...
Glory to God, swear he always provide
Surprised the shit I set aside is now doubling size
Hit the spliffy with the fire just to celebrate times
Seen so many niggas die before settling odds
Slide 7-Eleven with the five, for the dutchies and fries
Stuffed my faced and getting high got me so close to demise
Can scope from my eyes, survival is a fitting disguise
When everybody think you got it want a piece of your pie
Back to the wall
Somehow made shit shake... shake
How you feel safe counting on anyone...
Letting niggas seal your fate... fate...fate...
Back to the wall
Somehow made shit shake... shake
How you feel safe counting on anyone
Letting niggas seal your fate... fate...fate...