Fighter

[Verse 1] Uh, don't pull a pistol out on him Sock that n*gga in his mouth treat him as if you don’t know him Then let him get up, pick his shit up, get right back to throwing Kids love that kind of stories tell the fruit of your loins That you was never a coward never avoided a challenge They gon' say "Daddy you a Libra?" Yeah baby I stay balanced The streets are kind of beastly I'm something like a savage I never took a life that’s irreversible damage Not to say I ain't babysitting a couple of midgets That shoot out fire, you Al-Qaeda? I'm American, bitches Apparently you feel some kind way ‘bout this pimpin' But before you even finish your sentence Man I just might [Chorus 1] Man, I just might hit that n*gga Sock that n*gga I'll beat his ass, gon' take him to class I'll drop that n*gga But nah I ain't gon’ pop that n*gga But if he keep running his mouth? I swear, I just might just hit that n*gga Sock that n*gga I’ll beat his ass, lay him in the grass I'll drop that n*gga Try to damage him That’s how it goes when you a straight-A student in anger management [Interlude] Man, I swear we must have went through like 8 different schools Man, for real And everytime we switched somebody [?] Yeah, that shit only had to happen once though [?] [Verse 2] [?] All of 'em slain to a bullet but memory lane Can never change what didn't already took place We managed to move on and all of it took faith What's [?] It takes ten fingers to fight and one to pull the trigger What happened to your dreams? You was mean off the dribbling Did a clean fade, could even [?] Clipper [?] If you blood or you crippin’? Blue Chucks or suuwop business When they said your homie was gone you just though "Who you kiddin'?" I was just with him yesterday He told me he missed his kid And he wanted to make it right with his baby momma You sayin' he's a goner? That shit ain't funny man, damn I swear to God if he [?] [Chorus 2] Man, I just might hit that n*gga Sock that n*gga I'll beat his ass, gon' take him to class I'll drop that n*gga But nah I ain't gon' pop that n*gga But if he keep running his mouth? I swear, I just might just hit that n*gga Sock that n*gga I'll beat his ass, lay him in the grass I'll drop that n*gga Try to damage him That's how it goes when you a straight-A student in anger management [Refrain] Sometimes, we might go astray But we've come all the way 'Cause we're fighters In time, we will find our way Nothing left to say 'Cause we're fighters, yeah Da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da Who, yeah [Outro] R.I.P. [?] When the world is up against you You can run away Or you can rain like a fighter No, ooh So I'm gonna hurry to your rescue So don't run away I'll be that rain on your fire No woah Be that rain on your fire Be the rain on your fire Oh, I'll be the rain on your fire