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[Verse 1] Sidewalks lit wit, n***as who play trick sh** Dont care about your life, u gona die wit one hit b**h Glocks like you ain't ever seen em, n***as here dont clean em Bloodstained magazines n bloodshot eyes lookin like venus Slyin around, the streetz is hell bound, heatz make u dismount The sound of lead chase u away, u ain't gona be found Like itz a maze, well it is but its gona leave u in a daze Leave u with a graze to ya dome, to ya home, wherever you come from And whatever you own Stoned, not with weed, thc, quite literally if u roam in the streetz Grew up a quiet kid, with 4 other lyin friends Scared to do they bid, only one who dont care for sh** Ain't even friends, more like fiends, so i stay packed wit heat So i keep lookin to see whoever walk in or leave 1 attempted some crazy sh**, anuda n***as finger on the trigga itched Must've pulled it back and Must've k**ed the b**h Ya see you step into here and u shook up wit fear Drunk wit beer, can't even steer they own life without gettin speared It ain't about no red or blue, we dont care what you wear One shot to ya chest, u gona get blown, nobody get spared Loaded up a full clip, thinkin imma go do sh** Packed my fo' fo' quick, wit the mac 10 ready to spit Rolled up back to the projects, ran up wit my own clique Saw the n***a n i let my n***as get all the f**in hitz Cus out here you catch bodies, there ain't no sorrys n***as gona be runnin after you, no time to shout out they got me They'll put you six feet deep, dont matter if you creep They gona peep, wherever u comin from so jus shut up n take a seat [Hook] Projectz got me heated Projectz make u see sh** Projectz gave me a gat Projectz make u smoke crack Projectz made me ill Projectz make you k** Yo check it n***a these the projectz And guess what, sh** can't stop it [Verse 2] Ya own shadows after you, that includes ya whole crew Stay real and stay true to whatever the f** you do Crack coke, better no take any smokes u gona choke These folk, they dont care, they still gona even if they can't cope Up the project stairs, lay crack fiends, takin shots Hand on my Glock, wishin it was weed, everyday the same spot But you know, these just some hood n***as, ain't no good n***as Which makes me think, why do we even really shoot n***as Livin up in here is hell, ain't no different from a cell Thats what we try to tell every n***a who just got released on bail And the f**ing feds, they want all us n***as dead But we come strapped, with lead, dont sleep so f** a bed Brothers keep on talkin, while they just sit out there coughin Open up they mouths, keep that sh** loud, soon layin in a coffin Me and my n***as we some mad thugs, u dont wana f** with us We come strapped, capped and gona unload with mad slugs Me and my n***as, we is the whole f**in town Even see a frown, you gona be layed up on the hard ground Like a f**in clown, red all over ya face, check you into place Call you a disgrace and then u ain't nothin but a waste of space Come the day, you still got the ak ready to spray sh** ain't different, n***as out here dont play and sorta games My advice, you stay out or pulled out is a blunt knife Sliced and diced, then they gona eat u and ain't gona think twice Then finish u by takin all ya spice, cold as ice Nobody there to help you fight, day or night, u f**in right Lights spaz, you in a movie now, n u can't even escape Keep on stackin ya papes, held at gunpoint playin for high stakes Thats how it gotta be, it ain't easy, nothin please me With how the city play out, f**in around, n u can't c me But we run the streetz, ain't scared of no heat Cus we already come packed and fully strapped from our head to our feet