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