Living wrong

Living wrong got me stressin I keep my pistols in the corner man they restin got plenty muscle homie I ain't got to flex it don't trust them hoes around the corner cause they messy it ain't no pressure in the streets you know we steppin that boy got out of line now it's time to check him I bring the hurt and the pain don't rub me wrong don't piss me off don't make me murder you main say you gettin out the mud nobody heard of you main I'm a legend in the streets I'm known for bussin some braines just made a million in two hours I done did it again applying pressure like they never seen gon beat the block till I get everything I know you bitches sit and plot my demise can't trust a word nobody say they tellin lies better tread light you know I'm really thrown take his face off wit the pump you know he really gone situations getting critical for every individual you try me I get physical might gut you like a ritual enlighten you now spiritual can get you brushed and send you straight to God made it through the struggle tho the times were hard grindin in the streets trying to make a way finto hit the streets again hope I don't catch a case playing around wit your life man it can be erased real demons lurkin round man they changing face so don't be steppin on my grind cause now you out place