I'm in the booth, and I just speak what's on my mind
Ain't suicide, but sometimes I just wanna die
These ni**as cappin, what they rapping be a lie
Don't play with me, b*tch I am not one of them kind
And they be faking, till they end up on a headstone
Bent'em on the corner, now the person killed him dead wrong
Gotta keep my circle small, I'm tryna keep my head on
Holding my composure, b*tches wanna see my Red Zone
Yeah Leon beat that case, they freed my ni**a out the dog pound
Longway from the bricks, so I'm finally coming up now
b*tch I started broke, I ain't never have no handout
Taught myself to be a man, so imma always standout
I ain't no ghost, but I'll turn yo ass to Danny Phantom
Heard ni**as talking like Police, I make em dance like Prancer
Who want the smoke, cuz I can tell you I got all the cancer
These ni**as broke, and they be looking for someone to hand it
Oh why these ni**as steady talking like they so untouchable
Got perfect attendance under your timeline, but don't f*ck wit you
Hereditary these b*tches be burning like they mothers do
I ain't tripping off of these b*tches, they gon do what they wanted to
I'm in the booth, and I just speak what's on my mind
Ain't suicide, but sometimes I just wanna die
These ni**as cappin, what they rapping be a lie
Don't play with me, b*tch I am not one of them kind
And they be faking, till they end up on a headstone
Bent'em on the corner, now the person killed him dead wrong
Gotta keep my circle small, I'm tryna keep my head on
Holding my composure, b*tches wanna see my Red Zone
This for all my ni**as, locked up in the cell or dead and gone
Ion like to vent, I like to tell it through the headphones
Hardaway of life, it made me tougher just like Teflon
She said imma dog, well-baby just give me a damn bone
Ballin' on these ni**as, you would think I'm in the Playoffs
Slidin on the opps block, its gon get the air blown
ni**as talking nonstop, and he gon need a headstone
MJ got my back like he my motherfu*king backbone
So tell me if its real, and tell me why you here
I did this on my own, b*tch I never needed no deal
Where I come from we don't believe in love, cuz that can get you killed
I've been running up a check, I feel like my time is coming near
I'm in the booth, and I just speak what's on my mind
Ain't suicide, but sometimes I just wanna die
These ni**as cappin, what they rapping be a lie
Don't play with me, b*tch I am not one of them kind
And they be faking, till they end up on a headstone
Bent'em on the corner, now the person killed him dead wrong
Gotta keep my circle small, I'm tryna keep my head on
Holding my composure, b*tches wanna see my Red Zone