I ain’t Scott pilgrim I ain’t fighting over no hoes
Rather be counting figures with my bros
My bro got so many stripes you can call him tigger (Free him)
Lil bro with ammunition we ain’t never letting go of that trigger
So many shells on the floor you think we on a beach floor look up we really in the streets bro. (Damn)
No lacking, play smart, think fast
Write this in your yard pavement cause
Thinking you safe only going get you a toe tag
I seen this shit before, tunnel vision like I’m in that’s so raven
truth be told In the hood dreams come true even the nightmares
So I tend to lean on my dreams more
I seen people get a body before a arm sleeve