Walk Em Down - Intellectual

[Chorus]

Multiple calls but, she ain't answer when I was locked up in the pen

I was down bad on my dick and I just had to understand

She ain't mine, I can't trip 'cause she gon' do what she gon' do

That ain't mine, they my niggas, so they gon' shoot who they gon' shoot

I'm on a journey right now and I might just go walk a mile

I sent my shooter to go walk 'em down

He walk 'em down with a smile

And I been going through some pain and it's been hurting for a while

Never asked if Kenny is ok but, they want me to help 'em out

Cry about them long nights, I got some true scars

I ain't never tell 'em no, yeah, I had a true heart

You ain't try to help me out, know I had a lil boy

I don't sip no green lean, shawty say that I've been acting picky

I'm protected with my sword when I walk up out the door

I seen a murder up the street when I was walking to the store

You been on computers and you typing like you gon' spin and it's a war

You got your shoes on like you gon' step, then get inside this Ford

She text my phone like "You've been tripping," I'm just trying to get some cash

Lil bruh ain't got no damn tuition but, them Glocks inside the class

Why they had sent big bro to prison, called my phone, he need some racks

I kept my phone off right now baby, I just need to relax