​looking out the window ​

Blood up in my system
Why she say she miss 'em?
I just killed that motherfucker
Talking all that shit, yuh
45, make 'em shit, yuh
Fucking on his bitch, yuh
I ain't tryna live, yuh
Wait, I think I did, yuh
Wait, I think I do, yuh
Glocky, it gon' shoot ya
Shoot at your Medulla
I be with them shooters, killers, for real
Yeah baby, know the deal, yeah
Easy off them pills, yeah
We not tryna feel, yeah, fill, yuh

Wait, hol' up, wait, I see 12, out the window
Don't you know you know the drill, bro?
Yeah, we shoot to kill, bro
Get your choppa ready, when they
Come in, we gon' spill, bro
Blood up on the pillows
Do this shit for real, ho

Yeah, it's a long way home
One more murder, then I'm gone
Two more bullets to his dome
I'm inside, can, you please leave me alone?
I miss life, when, I ain't do nothing wrong
I'm locked inside my home
I'm reaching for my chrome
Can't nothing keep me calm
Got blood up on my palms
Yeah, it's blood up on the ceiling
I ain't one to deal, man
Why can't nothing kill him?
Why ain't nothing kill them?

Wait, hol' up, wait
I see twelve, out the window
Don't you know the drill, bro?
Yeah, we shoot to kill, bro
Get your choppa ready, when they
Come in, we gon' spill, bro
Blood up on the pillows
Do this shit for real, ho

I'm locked inside my home
I'm reaching for my chrome
Can't nothing keep me calm
Got blood up on my palms
Yeah, there's blood up on the ceiling
I ain't one to deal, man
Why can't nothing kill him?
Why ain't nothing kill them?