[Intro]

Yeah, you know

If you put the cheese in these niggas faces

I bet you ninety percent of them gonna bite it

[Verse 1]

Just a regular day wake up wash the face

Dress in his hood colors put the gun on his waist

Give moms a hug, see that pops okay

Take a look out the window at a view of the lake

Walk far away so he can hop on the bus

Make his way to the hood to see what's up

Twisting his fingers up is a form of greeting

Also the way to represent when you're beefing

But he don't know nothing about that life

Sitting in the bing receiving and sending kites

He barely carries a knife always on the gram flexin

Putting money phones to his ear like he getting it

Posting his homeboys guns and drugs

What 2 Pac say? Shorty wanna be a thug

Inviting every nigga to his dick like it's sweet

He don't know it's only 2 ways to get out the streets

[Chorus 2x]

You can tell something's off when you look in his eyes

Every word coming out his mouth is lies

He's down to ride but he gon' always be alive

Because niggas don't know that he's a rat in disguise

(master splinter)

[Verse 2]

See the ops at a corner and a fight breaks out

Finally a chance to show them what he's about

Gotta prove his self show that he gang, gang, gang

Then the homie pulled out and bang, bang, bang

Bang, bang, bang, and bang some more

All you see is niggas running and bodies hitting the floor

Then they hopped inside of the whip a four-door Ford

Scary ass asking "what you do that for?"

Had to put in work shit you the reason they're mad

If you scared go to church nigga I ain't your dad

Dag, all facts, why I even bring it up

Then he grabbed the bottle and filled up his cup

Took it straight to the head to escape reality

Then it's back to moving this weight like calories

When the faculty gotta get charged up

He's the nigga that puts in the batteries

[Chorus 2x]

[Verse 3]

It was just another ordinary day in the trap

Moving the packs, freestyle raps

Then them alphabet boys kicked in the door

Screaming everybody get the fuck on the floor

Put them in cuffs while reading they're rights

Now he sitting at the station under the light

And he's not about that life so he's sweating like a linebacker

Cop says "you know we gotta throw some time at ya

Unless you want to tell us who did it

Then maybe you don't have to go to prison

All you gotta do, is tell us everything we want to know

Then maybe the judge will go easy and let you go

Lil' dude gave in and told them who had the gun

He shot 7 times then we started to run

Then he started breaking down everything about the gang

Snitching on the hood just clear his name

Damn, punk bitch

[Chorus 2x]

End