[Intro]
Mm…
Ayo turn me up a little
Yeah…
Let’s talk
[Hook]
We don’t show no remorse when we slide, get hit in the neck if he speak on mine
Talk tough on the net, but in real life shook — bro caught him lackin’ and fried his spine
Ain’t no second guessin’ when I grip this nine
Ain’t no savin’ souls when the reaper align
Keep it close, I don’t trust mankind
I see snakes in a church and demons in dimes
[Verse 1]
Still keep a blick where the waistline sit
Still got scars I’ll never admit
Still send smoke like I’m postin’ a pic
Still get love when I walk through the bricks
Told shorty don’t ask what I do with my nights
If I vent too deep, you gon’ lose all light
Ain’t no fair fight, we don’t box, we bite
He said one word wrong — now he payin’ that price
Yeah, I don’t play with no opps, just box ‘em
Shots hit chest like a moshpit concert
Blood in the air when the Glock do gospel
Sins too deep, can’t pray through the trauma
Used to feel guilt, now I feel too numb
If I die today, then at least I won
Big stepper in the room, I don’t flinch from none
He was bold in the DMs, froze when we come
[Hook]
We don’t show no remorse when we slide, get hit in the neck if he speak on mine
Talk tough on the net, but in real life shook — bro caught him lackin’ and fried his spine
Ain’t no second guessin’ when I grip this nine
Ain’t no savin’ souls when the reaper align
Keep it close, I don’t trust mankind
I see snakes in a church and demons in dimes
[Verse 2]
Grew colder the deeper I go
Flick that switch, let it blow like snow
This ain’t rap, this a warning note
He said “we cool” — bitch, I don’t vote
They envy the way I maneuver the field
But ain’t no safety in love or steel
Whole lotta bodies that ain’t been healed
So I sleep light, still clutchin’ the kill
Shit get real when your circle ain’t loyal
I done seen blood spill turn royal
I done seen shorty fake tears at trial
I done seen killers go broke off vials
Now I’m movin’ too slick for the trace
Black hoodie low when I slide on fate
I don’t fold, don’t plead, don’t break
If it ain’t ’bout the family, it’s none on my plate
[Hook – outro version]
No remorse, just pain and pride
If you cross that line, you don’t get no time
Heard his moms cry out, I ain’t blink one time
I was raised in the smoke, now I breathe that grime
Real ones move in the mist, not loud
I stand on mine, ten toes, no crowd
Send that shot, no cap, no cloud
Just me and the dark when the lights go out
RusManTv
