PaperPlatoon - M80 lyrics

Who crazy? I'm crazy These kids need an M80 Just to walk safe to they KG's And we still smoking that crack My brother dead, he ain't comin' back Wanna G like me just to run it back But we don't give a f** they just stabbed his a** For a new snap back, beats, and a back pack Now I pack a double pack of two back pack pack for any rapper Gang banger, mother f**a tryin' to slang on my street And any hoes trying to stand on my street We been in the hood for so long My stoop got an imprint of all My k**as standing real tall And yeah, united we fall I was born in hell, how could sh** get worse? And on my moms I'mma get this paper 'til my knees don't church (Swag) And When I say that sh** it means sumn' Ever since the world didn't end I figured That my life might actually mean sumn' Bred out the apocalypse Mayan gods ain't stoppin this I fell, but I landed. I'm on top of this World heart break, dinner plate shot with piss Now I'm back in a muzzle flash And I got my oven hot As I light my Molotov with a ton of cash And my team never soft Stay co*ked with some rocks, propane And that fresh full of thunderclaps