[Intro]

Let me talk to em

Let me talk to em

Leafy, Leafy

On my own 2

Uh,uh let me talk to em

I said

[Verse]

I’m the only one that had them whistles when you needed one

Why you ain’t got nothing in the head you better feed it one

Always sneak dissing on the gram he gon be the one

They say leaf can rap and he’ll shoot

He a conceited one

We gon try to score at least a buck before we take it in

I just got a brand new four pound I’m tryna break it in

I’m tryna make a nigga mom cry you tryna make a friend

When it’s on I'ma bust my gun until I break the pin

I know what I signed up for

I wish I would cry

I done the seen the bad last and I done seen the good die

Brother got killed in cold blood you just stood by

When I’m gone Ummi don’t portray me as no good guy

We gon wake the whole hood up, wish I can silence it

Praying while I’m warring really knowing I can’t balance it

He got caught up shooting could’ve been hoopin he talented

Justice ain’t justice where I’m from, we gon violence it

I was dead broke and ain’t nobody put me on pape

Down to my last ain’t no telling what I’m gone take

I got sentenced and I’m hard headed so I’m going late

Judge could throw a triple life sentence, I ain’t gon break

It can be the middle of the opps and I’m still going

They can throw that white flag at us and it’s still on

My niggas don’t see me as a rapper I’d kill for em

Real trench baby if he struggle then I feel for em

I done seen Ummi cry til her eyes blood shot

I done went from senior class pictures to a mugshot

Trap got the same amount of poles that this club got

Never met a starter with the hunger that a sub got

Saw my dawg die in the middle of the street

You can never call it off In the middle of no beef

You ain’t never kill

You ain’t never deal with no grief

When we go and get revenge it make us feel some relief

I can’t act like I’m a g I put in real work

When in pain I was praying that the pills work

Robbing niggas bare face I don’t steal work

I think I might’ve sold more fake then real work

Man them niggas spilled blood in the sand box

I think my soul flew away the day my man dropped

When it’s up there it’s stuck there it can’t stop

[?] said he gon shoot it til his hand hot

Niggas left me all alone I was out there on my own

I knew that once I jumped off that porch I was grown

I ain’t fold under pressure it just put me in my zone

Fuck rap everybody know I’m thurl to the bone

I don’t worry bout who don’t the real feel me

I gotta stay strapped niggas tryna kill me

And the DEA tryna find ways to wheel me

I was getting high hoping that it healed me

It don’t matter who get dropped they always up

I just wish 'fore Reek left us that we made up

Niggas can tell you whatever but I gave up

I was taking niggas savings I ain’t save up

I be rapping for the real niggas like me

If I end up in a cell just write me

I know I'ma be In hell most likely

I know O got my kid and my wifey