Damn, n**a (yeah)

(He's heating up)

Damn, n**a (yeah)

Damn, n**a (yeah)

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Damn, n**a

I don't trust nobody because some want me to suffer (suffer)

Even Jesus called a n**a out on his last supper (Judas)

Tell it like it is 'cause I don't st-st-st-stutter (stutter)

All these Jamaican shottas tell your crew, "Go suck your modda" (baow)

What could you do, huh? Try me, they put you in suits, huh, huh

You is a fluke, huh, I blew your b**h like a flute, huh, huh

With all the shit that I seen, this water so sick as a flu, huh, huh

Treatin' my people like animals, b**h, I grew up in the zoo, huh, huh

Monkey fist mix with Bruce Lee kicks, you get your kufi split (huh, yeah)

Sleep on this, I gotta ask Bill Cosby if he roofied this (uh)

It's ludicrous, I'll be lit forever 'til I say I'm f**n' through with this

Snatch your power from you 'cause you don't know what to do with it

And I said what I said (b**h)

B**h, you scared, b**h, you scared

And I said what I said, b**h, you scared, b**h, you scared (you scary)

I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (doot-doot-doot)

I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (the feds)

I'm about my family, God, business, and my bread

And I said what I said, b**h, you scared, b**h, you scared (you scared)

I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (brrt)

I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (feds)

I'm about my family, God, business, and my bread (b**h)

Power Ranger Glock, bullets came in different colors (brrt)

B**h, the crib I'm in got more sticks than acupuncture

Ain't on safety, press to coverage, who in the f**k he think he pressin'?

Tryna convince the press you tough will get you p**s pressed in public

Gimme the loot, shoot, bullets at enemy troops

I got more arms than a centipede but he still'll get beat like he sendin' me loops

S**d on any attempt to keep Ken in a kennel, the criminals finna get loose

Niggas is cinnamon, send him in food

Lord, if he play, I'ma send 'em to you, split up in two (boom)

F**k a truce, we was tuckin' tools, headin' to Sunday school

B**h, I go where the funds come in twos, no, and it's not with you

Hunnid racks on your noggin if I'm online and notice your comments rude (uh)

Tryna act like you scared, n**a, you said what you said

And I said what I said, b**h, you scared, b**h, you scared (you scary)

I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (doot-doot-doot)

I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (the feds)

I'm about my family, God, business, and my bread

And I said what I said, b**h, you scared, b**h, you scared (you scared)

I don't go to sleep without a Glock by my bed (brrt)

I don't say no names 'cause them boys might be the feds (feds)

I'm about my family, God, business, and my bread (b**h)