[Intro]

Yeah, uh (Sinatra), yeah

[Verse 1]

Livin' life like this

Gotta paint a picture when I write like this

Tales from my hood, not a sight like this

Where they up to no good on a night like this

And they murder motherfuckers just 'cause

Type of shit I see, you probably wonder where I was

I was in the crib, just sittin' on the rug

Baseheads comin' through, lookin' for the plug, now (Logic)

Born and raised in my area

Beautiful by day, by night, it's hysteria

Fuck around and bury ya tonight

Ridin' with my homies on sight

Momma tell me to come in at night

Now I really gotta go, but they never know

Livin' life to the fullest, I gotta blow

Po-po finna bust in the door, we got blow in the crib

In the kitchen over there next to the baby with the bib

Goddamn, what it feel like, middle of the night

Wakin' up, scared for my life, never had the heat

Just a knife, when the gat go blat like that

Guarantee you it's a wrap, finna put you on your back like that

Just breathe while their mama grieve

Bullet to the dome like an Aleve

Gotta leave for the premises to murder my nemesis

No, no, uh, uh, just stop, stop, stop

'Fore they even call the cops

Do it for the money and the bitches and the drugs and the props

Tell me why another body even gotta drop

Get shot off top for some shit that was gang related

[Break: News Report Sample]

Up first at five tonight, breaking news in Gaithersburg, where a massive manhunt is underway after a deadly shooting

It's all unfolding in the 400 block of West Deer Park and 355

Our Montgomery County reporter joins us with the latest tonight

[Verse 2]

Livin' life like this

Hope little Bobby never fight like this

Stab a motherfucker with a knife like this

All about the money on a night like this

Run up in the crib, put a bullet in your rib

Got a lot to give, but I never had the chance

Never had the chance, yeah

Stay strapped, but I hate it when I take it out

If you want it, I'ma lay it out

Hope my little brother make it out

Every night what I pray about

What I pray about, check it, uh, yeah

Got a son on the way

But I cling to the streets even though I wanna run away

I imagine a better life

Where I never had a debt in life

Hit you with the *gunshots* in the dead of night

Sellin' crack to my own pops

Pushin' this weight on my own block

If I sell a brick, I could buy a house

If they find the key, they might lock me up

But I take the chance 'cause I need that shit and don't give a fuck

Take the chance 'cause I need that shit and don't give a fuck

[Verse 3]

Get down and lay down

Hit ya with the Beretta, you better stay down

Stray shots on the playground

Livin' how I'm livin' with the life that I'm given

Anybody that's ridin' with me, I'm ridin' with 'em

Show me the enemy, and I'ma hit 'em

The second I bit 'em, I get 'em and hit 'em with the venom

Ain't no need to pretend I'ma never do it

I knew it, already been through it

I do it for the street, for the fam, for the life

Anybody that's gang related