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Smokin' on killer with a killerAnd when I go to sleep I got my tool under my pillowI'm looking in the mirror and watching my every moveI'm watching my enemies but I'm watching my friends tooI'm paranoidCan't let a nigga take me outSo I ride with that pistol hope one day I'll make a routeAnd momma cryin' tears cause her baby boy thuggin'Learned the game from Cleezy 5 but I'm a natural born hustlerAnd niggas play you close so they can get up in your businessThey rather see you down theirs too much hatred in my cityI ride with that Glock can't let them touch me in my cityFlash out and crash out release the shots from the extensionBury me in a casket full a money with my banger tuckedNigga say he 'gon kill meHe must be smokin' on angel dustTryin' to join the gang but I can't let a lame hang with usAnd get some fame from us we dangerous so you can't bang with usIt's all or nothin'If I don't make it rappin' I'm trappin' I got to see a millNiggas sell they soul we independent I don't need a dealMight hit up blood to let you know how the reaper feelI'll send my youngin' on a mission where your people liveHoes be jockin' and niggas be watchin'But I can't let you run up on meThat's why I keep this gun up on meIf you run up you'll get done up homieHoes be jockin' and niggas be watchin'But I can't let you run up on meThat's why I keep this gun up on meIf you run up you'll get done up homieSome killers on that riverNiggas who I use to look up to when I was littleMy daddy died in ninety-six his homeboy flipped himSo Ava told me never put your trust up in a nigga and nowadaysI barely put my trust up in my pistolCause we got in a jammy jamJammed up they could've killed usAnd Mike told me, little nigga you got nextHop on the mixtape beat and flexFall back and get that check make sure you stand up in they chestAin't playin' checkers I play chess my nigga died I'm like who's nextWhen it's yo time it's just yo time so ain't no need to wear a vestSo much shit be on my mind but ain't no need to even stressBecause it's all God's plan and he's just puttin' you to a testI went from jackin' to rappin' and now I'm gettin' playsI'm ridin' 'round full of tabs mind in a dazeThink I'm slippin' if you wannaI bet I leave a nigga body twitchin' on that cornerYou run up you a gonerHoes be jockin' and niggas be watchin'But I can't let you run up on meThat's why I keep this gun up on meIf you run up you'll get done up homieHoes be jockin' and niggas be watchin'But I can't let you run up on meThat's why I keep this gun up on meIf you run up you'll get done up homie

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Writer(s): Jackie Plant, Ava Burton, Marlon Clark