KPRINCE - Don't Come My Way lyrics

[Verse 1: K. Prince] You know a p**y n***a never scared to pack a pistol (Uh!) The shake he had will let it rip, you pray the bullets miss you (Uh!) n***as talk a lot of sh** like they be going hard (Going hard!) Until that n***a raise the sand and pull that last card (Uh!) Shots fired, now a body been dropped (Uh) (?) out the mouth, when the homie told me stop And his momma crying now this man, calling for the cops But man, I see this every week, it's how they do it on the block (Uh!) Protect me from my enemies, they playing dirty (Woo!) Homie died at 23, ain't never seen thirty (Uh!) Had a dream of pushing whips and taking crazy trips (Woo!) And when it came to women, kept on praying for a b**h (Yeah!) Flexing on these haters, know he bossed up (bossed up!) If he had yo chick she getting tossed up (Tossed up!) Had it young and going hard on some Pac sh** (Pac sh**!) Never thought another n***a'd come and lock sh** (Lock sh**!) [Hook: K. Prince] Send you right away, n***a trying to flex (They tryna..) Knowing that my youngin's gonna wet ya (They gonna, they gonna wet..) Lying in that [?], put 'em under pressure (Press!) Now you living dead on the stretch (Livin' dead on..!) Don't you come my way, n***as wanna flex (Woo!) Knowing that my youngin's wanna check (They wanna, they wanna check!) Don't you come my way, n***as wanna flex (Flex!) Knowin' that my youngin's wanna check (They wanna check, like woo!) [Verse 2: K. Prince] I guess intoxication only make your nuts bigger (Ah!) Seen an average man turned into a straight k**er (Uh!) Shot his homie in the chest, he should have wore a vest (Ah!) Left forensics on the scene, cleaning up the mess (Woo!) You know I've seen a lot of violence in my lifetime (Lifetime!) That type of sh** would drive a brother out his right mind (Uh!) Kept the deuce deuce tucked in my black boots Never scared to pull it, knowing that I'm going to shoot (Ah!) Punk fakes, we'll leave you stiff on a cold plate (Plate) He letting off the rounds, sounding like an 808 Boom [x5] A bunch of hungry kids coming for a piece of cake (Uh!) [Hook: K. Prince] Send you right away, n***a trying to flex (They tryna..) Knowing that my youngin's gonna wet ya (They gonna, they gonna wet..) Lying in that [?], put 'em under pressure (Press!) Now you living dead on the stretch (Livin' dead on..!) Don't you come my way, n***as wanna flex (Woo!) Knowing that my youngin's wanna check (They wanna, they wanna check!) Don't you come my way, n***as wanna flex (Flex!) Knowin' that my youngin's wanna check (They wanna check, like yeah!) [Verse 3: K. Prince] They say they want him dead, the price is on his head (On his head!) He pray to god like every night that he won't meet the feds (Uh!) 30 pounds a day, sh** and when you lay (Woo!) Knowing that my youngings vicious when they let it spray (Rrrah!) n***as throwing shots quicker than the Quarterbacks (Aw yeah!) Snatching babies out they crib, he gotta get his daughter back (Daughter back!) Retaliation, put his realest n***as on the map (Buck, buck!) Plus a n***a hit the studio and put it all on wax! (Rrah!) [Hook: K. Prince] Send you right away, n***a trying to flex (They tryna..) Knowing that my youngin's gonna wet ya (They gonna, they gonna wet..) Lying in that [?], put 'em under pressure (Press!) Now you living dead on the stretch (Livin' dead on..!) Don't you come my way, n***as wanna flex (Woo!) Knowing that my youngin's wanna check (They wanna, they wanna check!) Don't you come my way, n***as wanna flex (Flex!) Knowin' that my youngin's wanna check (They wanna check, like yeah!)