*Gang & Sorrows*

I seen an opp, watch him fuckin run,

Pull out my draco's, ain't doin' it for fun,

Slide the glock 17, poppin' like a hun',

Straight into the club, feelin' like a micheal myers, son.

 

Prayin' to the gang, but they six feet deep,

Pop these fuckin pills, tryna get some sleep,

Lean got me slow-mo, backwards to keep,

Switch on a glock, ain't no time to weep.

 

Slime in these streets, where the shit get rough,

Sippin' on lean, tryna escape the cuff,

These drugs in my system, ain't enough,

Compton nights haunts me, feel like I'm tough.

 

My homies lost in the deep, the cycle never sleep

I've been poppin pills since I was 11, hard to keep

My mind at ease, surrounded by drugs and thieves

Living life on the edge, dodging bullets and grief.

(Flow Switch)

Uh, yeah, ayy, listen up to my tale

Living in these streets, ain't no fairy tale

Got a Ruger in my waistband, no safety

Step in my zone, you better not be lazy

 

Gang violence, it's a life we live

If you can't play the game, your body finna give

Spaz on ya, make ya flop like a dead fish

Cook you up like my favorite dish, so delish

 

Ballin' in the shadows, hustlin' for that cash

Survival of the fittest, ain't no time to clash

Street symphony, where the notes are gunshots

Gotta watch your back, or you'll be left in blood spots.