I used to mush thugs
and now i push drugs
I knew a kid that put slugs in his own mug.
he used to show me his guns
ain't a cat that knows me as son
remember violence the only one
i used to watch how my pops would treat a girl
and beef with the world he had a bone to pick
that's why my dome was sick
it rubbed off on me
cos the apple dont fall far from the tree, g
you cats keep your distance
cos your scared i might flip in a instance
when i was filled with innocence
i was still commiting sins
half of you cats are sweet like cinnamon
i'll shove a knife in your grin
i run with convicts and stick up kids
that will rob you for 6 bucks bitch
we flip right before you expect it
cuz we were neglected as children now we're hectic
we shot men and we rob gems
i seen cats that used to glock me
now i glock them
got easier access to a glock ten
in case one in your face is the only option.