[Intro: Doe B]
Make sure you have heart 'fore you stab it in a fight
[Hook: Doe B]
Ye' ain't 'bout where you from, n***a's 'bout you back
Make sure you have heart 'fore you stab it in a fight
Give a young n***a a gun, he going to shoot or get shot
Dawg and all these n***a's crunk, won't be able to get got
It's an eye for an eye
Eye for an eye
Eye for an eye
Eye for an eye
[x2]
[Verse 1: Doe B]
Yeah, welcome to the concrete jungle
What tomorrow ain't promise
And n***a's shoot choppa's like jumpa's
Well, if you fake you get ate like lasagna
n***a, these the streets that controlled by us youngsters
Twenty-five and under
In the great words of Sunny Cash, "Respect your minors."
If ye' ain't 'bout that life, it don't take a scientist
To figure out you need to take a different route
Can't wait 'til that day that they let my n***a's out
Real n***a's out
Sometimes you get put in a lose-lose situation
k** or be k**ed, gray yard or probation
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Trenacote Shawty]
Eye for an eye, brother got shot
Long night, cold days, thugging on the block
[?] got to keep a Glock
Yes, weigh my dough, if you really want to shop
Remember, I had none, b**hes wouldn't stop
Now I'm on top, b**hes coming by the flock
Me and Doe Beezy got the streets on lock
Don't play with them young'uns, they'll set you on fire
n***a, I don't lie, and numbers don't lie
Before I was rapping, I was living that life
Couple n***a's left me, and these b**hes ain't right
Got to watch these haters, cause they living so sheisty
[Hook]