[Chorus]

(6)

(This might be the realest shit I ever wrote)

Jail or the grave, I'm a man, I can fuckin' face it

Who I think I am? Kendre Alston reincarnated

Shot my momma house up, I ain't dumb, I'mma relocate it

Get her gone, paint the whole city with retaliation

Get 'em gone, all he fuckin' saw was a black .380

Head honcho, niggas done fucked with the wrong 90s baby

Kquame just lost trial so I'm cryin' thinkin' bout Miss Tracy

8 died, lotta niggas cryin' bout Lil Lawrence Davis

[Verse 1]

Police on my ass say I'm involved in a couple murders

Rick, the fuckin' police, was a savage, hе a fuckin' worker

Plus they took Strapp, God punishin' all us on purpose

But I'mma play my rolе, curtains closed till it's fuckin' over

Reap what you sow, check the sco', karma do to all

Ask about Lil 6, red rum, he watch bodies fall

Ask about lil rapper, he a bitch, tellin' on his dawgs

My heart fuckin' gone, by my lonely, back against the wall

Look Cojack in his eyes like I know lil bro gon' ride for me

Just talked to Bibby Osama he said "Sonny" he gon' die for me

Lil K just hit my line sayin' "Don't let them check you off the streets"

No other way around it but Sandreka gotta bury me

TMI, them boys that bout OutWest,them niggas scared of me

TMI, them boys that's OverEast, they might tell on me

You a shooter and a rat, why you tryna put that cell on me?

Fuckin' with that voodoo, told my auntie put that spell on me

Yo favorite smacker pussy, he vagina, see it in his face

Shoutout to [?] he got my diamonds wetter than a lake

We got the same dream, I could never hate on Yungeen Ace

Guess jit don't fuck with me, cool, I still eat a K

Even though we goin' through it, bitch, it's still free Lil Soulja K

'Cause his bitch ass would cry if he found out I died today

I refuse to let these niggas turn my name into a holiday

March 19th '15 still cryin' bout Lil Kendre Day

[Chorus]

Jail or the grave, I'm a man, I can fuckin' face it

Who I think I am? Kendre Alston reincarnated

Shot my momma house up, I ain't dumb, I'mma relocate it

Get her gone, paint the whole city with retaliation

Get 'em gone, all he fuckin' saw was a black .380

Head honcho, niggas done fucked with the wrong 90s baby

Kquame just lost trial so I'm cryin' thinkin' bout Miss Tracy

8 died, lotta niggas cryin' bout Lil Lawrence Davis

[Outro]

And you know karma do to all when you watch them bodies fall

It's too late to leave the streets

They spread rumors "I'm a shooter," got them rats like [?]

War ready when it's beef

War read when it's beef

Yes lord