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[Intro]

I remember a few years ago

When I got stabbed in my face

My mama told me she was on the way to the hospital and she was cryin' and she was askin' God

Please don't take my son

And she said God spoke back to her and He said

I ain't gon' take him

Your son got a purpose

He got way too much he gotta fulfill on this earth

It ain't his time yet

Yeah

[Verse 1]

My adrenaline pumpin', predictin' the police gon' pull up before I get finished this heist

As a juvenile delinquent, I was pistol grippin' 'cause I heard niggas tryna get at my life

I had niggas really tryna murder me, I was in high school walkin' around with a knife

I was so broke, I had to shower with wipes

No lights in the traphouse, hungry, eating dirty rice

I'm really finna lay in the grass and then wait for niggas

I hate them niggas, I really can't debate with niggas

I put the dick in the nine and then rape a nigga

Replace a nigga, chopper finna decay a nigga

I can make a pussy nigga go blind from the laser, nigga

Deflate a nigga, fuck around and filet a nigga

And if I really want you gone, I could pay a nigga

To braze a nigga, thought he could elevate a nigga

I'll bust a nigga head to the white meat

We ain't even gotta shoot a pistol, you can fight me

They'll hate to see your body with no head at the crime scene

Stretched out on the ground in a chalk lining

I remember when the police tried to blind me with the high beams

Got in a fender bender with the semiautomatic on me

Two twin pocket rockets on me and they Siamese

To be honest, I been tryna pray to God that I can find peace, uh

[Chorus]

They want me dead and gone

Gone

I wrote my name on the wall in blood, put a scar on the rug

Now tell me how can I right my wrongs?

I'm gon' be here when it's all said and done

I'm riding dirty even though I'm on the run

Toting my gun (Yeah)

[Verse 2]

Draco come with a kickback

Them 7.62s go straight through your six-pack

Fuck around and get popped like a Tic-Tac

Now he in the emergency room with a shitbag

Pistol-whip a nigga 'til he get whiplash

I had to send him a box to his crib and it's gift-wrapped

He got shot in the head, now his face look mismatched

Rule number one, nigga, don't ever sleep where you shit at

I trap where I stay, but got shooters protectin' me

I earned my stripes in the street like a referee

I'm in all red on the block, I look like a low battery

I get sick of these niggas, I think I got allergies

I'm 'bout my green, but I don't eat celery

You let them niggas rob you, why the fuck you tellin' me?

Triple H with the hammer, get hit with this Pedigree

All of my A-1 day one niggas got felonies

Niggas stabbed me and left me for dead (For real)

And they wonder why I keep the Draco under my bed (Yeah)

Beretta with one in the head (Huh?)

I still don't show no remorse for the night that I slid (Hell nah)

I'm a home invader, don't let me in your crib

Fireline, bitch, but I ain't rockin' all red (Slatt, slatt)

Fuck 12, we don't conversate with feds

I got the type of chopper that'll knock off your dreads

[Chorus]

They want me dead and gone

Gone

I wrote my name on the wall in blood, put a scar on the rug

Now tell me how can I right my wrongs?

I'm gon' be here when it's all said and done

I'm riding dirty even though I'm on the run

Toting my gun