Call it how it is according to the facts
If rap was prison our shit would be the Supermax

No sunshine  just dark skies
Nothing but dark thoughts going through my mind
I got bad blood  mad love only for the team though
Everyone one of us is the shooter
Now where the beef go
I ain't seen none of these niggas and we out here
Wanna be celebrity thugs a lot of mouth  yeah
Oh my god we could not be f**ked with
Real shit look at our life all in the public
We under the microscope they all watching us
We have no choice but to keep it trill they sizing us
And if they wasn't god  always pay attention don't he
I couldn't live with myself being phony
Look  if life was a game then I guess we winning
Cuz this life we made for ourselves is bitching

Didn't want to do it but the voices tug and pullin'

On my eardrums something that I didn't knew I shouldn't
Got me wildin with the ratchet out like shit is legal

Looking for a victim put 'em in the fetal

F**k is going on  when it's on I know it's on

But shit not really popping and I'm looking for a war

Looking out my window pointing shit at police
To make matters worse I'm sipping on some OE

Shit got me buzzing
I'm already bugging though with mad

Bottles that I drank about a month ago

F**k is on my mind  I'm feeling bipolar

Plus paranoid looking over both shoulders

I woke up with blood on my hands

F**k I do this time  now a nigga scared
F**k  I'll probably get the f**king chair
Grab my f**king gun  a few clothes son I'm outta here