[Verse 1: Amp]

Run from that trap, might get caught up in a trap

Prison is my vision, most niggas die over division

Now listen, getting right, gettin straight is my only mission

God help me please, I pray and hope He gets my petition

Section of affection, why care 'bout the color of my complexion

Born from the game, but I'm Slaved to these Streets

Tightening up them cleats, sex for money, she chained to sheets

She don't know she don't have to do that, don't go back

Run from pain, DaQuan's dead, now I'll never be the same

Me and that girl ain't work out, now I'll never be the same

Broke my heart and I thought I was really in her kart

But I think the store closed, hood life to the suicide doors

Black against white, why the fuck we gotta use that angle

These streets made me a killer, like a Bengal

I'm speakin and talking real shit in this motherfuckin single

Police with the heat and listen I don't mean a fever

Look bruh, I don't wanna shoot, deal or kill either

But we got the thug in us, streets turn weak, there no trust

Can't trust feds, the reason I flip dimes, is to feed the kids

The reason I rap is cause of niggas like me, you don't like me?

Because my words are so fuckin blunt, how many life's I touch

That all I really care about, so why don't you go ahead and hush

Life's suck, life's not fair, look to the government but they don't care

They say they protect and serve, you see it... like where

I don't see it anywhere, sell drugs, get dough; life ain't fair

Eric to Mike, black coon in a hoodie Trayvon, who goin save us

Been goin on for too long, ain't sayin that racism is as strong

But damn when is a cop convicted?, and George did it

They know blacks are goin die young, they wanna finish it

Start a riot, hey Problem where you at, all this shit made us mad

Tear the city up, protest 'til you laugh, anger among all blacks'

Damn motherfuckas, tear at this world 'til it get cracks

We fed up with this bullshit, so fuck with us we'll attack

[Bridge:Amp]

Fuck it man, been to much... but I'm tried of complaining because alot of other people have it worse then me... but it doesn't matter I still run from it... I mean who doesn't.....

[Verse 2: Amp]

You young at first, then you old, then you back to the earth

The streets made me a killer, blood all over my shirt

Say your dawg is a trustworthy nigga, better make damn sure

Cause his face could be the last thing before your vision starts to blur

Reoccur, dogs goin bark, pussies goin purr, trap niggas poor

Money is what we getting killed for, but we askin for more

Complaining, when people in other places have nothing to eat

They would ask U.S. for something, but they're too weak, can't speak

And this on true love everyone seeks, God only one that see's

All, facefall, tryna answer the call, can't do that behind bars

Tryna be there for my son, his birth is supposed be special

Give me some credit, my parnets cut from the pic, no edit

That hood is that movie scene, glad I made it out of that setting

Rappers selfish, What the fuck?, you always getting and spending

Pause it for?, Rappers hid behind a fashion closet door

Sayin I rock Versace doe, why should I give a fuck doe

Got niggas in the ground, the others fucking locked up doe

So why should I give a fuck 'bout you, fuck it , I'll shoot

Love, R.I.P DaQuan, them killas know they did you wrong

That's why I hope they died slow, one mistake your gone

We are not playas of this game man, we just pawns

Shootin 'til dawn, too many deaths, police can't keep up

And get this motherfuckas, I ain't tellin you what I saw

Triple-beam, off-set and there's a damn line, better not cross it

And my fuckin city gangbangs to the extreme, don't care what the law says

Shoutout to the 36 Mafia, your niggas so fake I just laugh at y'all

Think the government goin do something, they rather kill the lot of y'all

I want real hittas, so why should I be callin y'all, I ain't callin y'all

Pick out your coffin bruh, forreal Double AMG there ain't no stoppin us

And them feds they wanting us, locked me up but still ain't no stopping us

Cops don't give a fuck 'bout us, Guess What; We don't really give a fuck