And we all need something To help us go our way Together we can face another day Everybody around me see red Everybody around me got one in the head Try to pull up, shoot, and they fled Try to pull up, shoot, and they was tryna fake dead Oh, thug, let me touch your lil' bread You too mad, and I pay for some blood to be shed Yeah, fuck yo' gang, you heard what I said Oh, you crossed me on the sleep on the bump bed Put the Drake up, I take the cop instead Too geeked up, I'm crossin' Zod with the man When he cover, he threw up on the leg, he was scared He step on shit, be quiet, no sin Shoot first, the model, you know how we play Them hollow to hungry, that ate up your leg I was just droppin' shit, lil' word, and then Now I'm in the hills, I can't spell what we said I can't go out like I'm Tony You can't snicker for me, I got the whole world in my hand It's sad how we treat the opponents I'm still undefeated when we talkin' body and bands I live as I slide when I land You try to step through, had to body your man All of my bitches be too slimed in When I sick, I'm on you, they beggin' you in Bang with the coolin' kid on the L-10 I knew I was gon' catch a body at 10 Gotta hop out on feet every time that we spin Wanna get with my gang, call Delta, get in Tryna rape with my chow, you out, Melvin's a million Play Shiloh on Rhyme, turn the stave up to six You fuckers every time, better ask I.T. Got a date goin' out like Pac on Big Everybody around me buyin' green Then we big C gang, what the fuck you mean? Still post on the blog like I'm y'all man I don't hard hat with the long sleeve In the road, road trip, Mars, I was a freak If I want a date, I just pay the shit cheap You want in the head, no L.A. paper keep Don't peep your guy and shit weak Can't run it on me, I'm too slimy and deep They shout out to T.P., he cooked up the beef Got some tears in the heels, I need to try that with me Really stood the front line, real beef But kinda slide that, that couldn't eat shit sleek Still post on my technique Gotta buy back the block cause I run concrete Everybody around me see red Everybody around me got one in the head Try to pull it up, shoot, and they fled Try to pull it up, shoot, and they was tryna fake dead Fuck love, let me touch a lil' bread Get too mad and I pay for some blood to be shed Fuck your gang, you heard what I said Before you cross me, I'ma sleep on the bunk bed With the Drake up, I take the coppin' instead Too geeked up, I'm crossin' Zod with the man Free cup, he threw up on the lick, he was scared Step on shit, be quiet and upset Street first, the motto, you know how we play Them hollow to home, where the eight up at leg I was just droppin' shit, look where I land Now I'm in the hills, I can't spell, we stayin' Stayin', no, no, can't spell, we stayin' Brr, big brr, brr