[Intro]

(This one ride right here, Ant)

I know how it feel not to have nobody

I know how it feel to have nobody

[Verse]

I know how it feel to have nobody to run to

I ain't got no love inside my heart, I up this bitch and whack your son too

Clutchin' illegal weapons in different states while on the run too

JB with me on probation, still clutchin' on his gun too

Don't never say you'd die for me, 'cause I'm outside, we killin' shit

Ridin' 'round with different blicks, hop out, boom-baow, we kill a bitch

Aim for his face and hit his chest, Li Rye been tryna leave shit stretched

Fuck I look like ridin' with a vest when I know they aim for the neck?

Fuck I look like wavin' a flag whеn we been on these niggas' ass for so long now?

I ran thе streets so long, my mama told me that I'm grown now

They don't pick up the phone for me no more, what's wrong now?

I don't know what's wrong now

I'd rather take your gun 'fore I ever sin, I clutch my own fire

My mama know that I killed a nigga, can never look in her face and lie

I know it's too late to pray, I'm goin' to hell when I die

They think it's sweet, pop out the cut and let these shells fly

V-Lo and Dopeboy locked up, they 'posed to be on the road with me

Niggas that never showed me love askin' to go to shows with me

I 'posed to shot your bitch ass in your face the day you stole from me

Nell, you know I love you to death, so why the fuck you sayin' it's smoke with me?

Let me clear the air

Mike, you know you a bitch, don't ever say my name

Fuck Keith, Baby Sco dissed Red and popped a pill, now he six feet

I wish I would've shot the bitch right in his teeth

Keith got shot up in his teeth

I got more diamonds he had before he died

I got more than his cousin who right now still alive

And y'all know when Red died, my lil' brothers ain't do shit but slide

And y'all know when Red died, a couple y'all partners got hit up

I'm a big dog in the city, I'm the reason you niggas cliqued up

If you ever pierced a nigga's skin, hold your Glock out, hold your stick up

Pussy nigga, put your hands down, this a murder, not a stick-up

I think I drunk too much lean, this shit fucked 'round gave me the hiccups

I be too turnt off these Percs, I tell my bitch come eat this dick up

Industry nigga speakin' on my name, fuck wrong with him?

Hope when I catch up with the lil' bitch, he got his chrome with him

If we catch him in traffic, follow the bitch, we gon' go home with him

Boom, I'm the wrong nigga, bitch, I won't do no songs with you

Fuck this rap, I drop the mic, pick up my Glock and slang that chrome with you

Ain't no love inside my heart, but in my mind, I'm tryna dome niggas

Auntie seventy-five, her tooth got VVs in my denture

I like the bitch, I spoil a ho, I might just take her ass to dinner

[Outro]

(This one ride right here, Ant)