Byrd - In My Section lyrics

[Byrd] I'm ready when you ready Q Byrdie. Scotty Cain In my section, street n***as be undercover Everybody cut-throat, don't know who love you [Scotty Cain] We was raised around guns... Then he gone meet the sun... k**ing over b**hes... Look [Hook] In my section we was raised around guns n***a snitch on a good n***a then he gone meet the sun In my section n***as k**ing over b**hes Better stay your distance, ain't from here don't go to tripping In my section n***as thugging ain't thinking about jail So if you slip up you get hit up nobody gone tell In my section n***as plotting on they n***as So what the f** make you think them n***as won't come and steal you [Verse 1: Scotty Cain] If you know me you know I'm from that 12150 Young age clutching Glocks can't let you come and k** me n***as slanging iron with knife out this sh** get wicked I put that poppa on a n***a his people won't get me Aye, I'm from where n***as k**ing their own parters Over a couple dollars Rocking them with that chopper I'm a survivor you try me ain't no stunting I'm popping If I can't get you they gone get you my youngins they wilding A lot of murder in my section you play it get hectic We ain't fighting this ain't Tekkin I'm upping the Weston You can't find no ho in my blood I ain't never been scary Hoes talk, make them n***as pop up at your sh** like Freddy All them snitches they get buried can't deal with no telling I'll smoke a 7 and suit up for a mission I'm ready We was taught jumping fences with them K's and they heavy So don't come in my section tripping sh** gone get deadly [Hook] [Verse 2: Byrd] I come in Scotty, Uh My life hard, no birthdays or wedding bells All I know, is shoot offs and catching sales Bail my n***as out, every time they touch the jail [?] soldier stores, that's all I tell Jack by your brothers, k** by your own cousin b**hes with the sh**s, you better watch who you f**ing How you feel if your girl was trying to set you up Leave you down bad so a side n***a could wet you up Sticks and stones may break my bones so words will never hurt me Got a shooter for your shooter for whoever try to murk me I don't make mistakes, I f** sh** up on purpose See who got your back when them bullets start dispersing I'm backing up; Everything that Scotty says Put change on any n***a, touch a dread on Scotty head Ain't nothing but rage, jacking, and k**ing in my section Don't want to catch nut, you better stay protected [Hook]