Here we go

You could get popped, it`s a possibility up in my vicinity
Poppin’ off with that hostile energy, in a hospital
With a doctor getting in when adrenaline is mixed
With an obnoxious temperament

Honestly, I got a monster pistol gripped and I commence to spit
None of y`all exempt from it, spit, spit, passes from it
You get stiff from it, church man see your box plummet
And I will never let `em give it to me

I gotta live to be one hundred and three
Gotta reach my epitome, wanna seize my enemy
And receive my penalty n****

Lay down
(Lay down)
I`m a man, man, I ain`t runnin’
I`ma stand wit my gun in my hand
I got plans and a place to be

I ain`t tryna c**ky wit it but I`m a n**** from the block that did it
Got a nine that`s livid, I ain`t tryna see the box in prison
Getting knocked outta my position, now I got a pot to piss in
Pissed off motherf***ers` mouth off b****in

Probably ‘cause he lack ambition, so his wack decisions
Get mad at the n**** that`s getting `em
That`s when he see the next n**** that`s hittin’ him
With a vigorous pistol over this ridiculous issue

Dismiss you, in attempt to
Take me out my motherf***in tempo n****

Lay down
(Lay down)
I`m a man, man, I ain`t runnin’
I`ma stand wit my gun in my hand
I got plans and a place to be

N****z get nauseated, a artist made it
Had it hard against odds and emancipated
To the floor I spit cause, god damn they hate it
To see the lady they dated caterin’ to the latest

Shadiest artist, up in my radius
Get faded with a plated revolver
Rated me R, haters get faded with horror
Erased, no fate for tomorrow

All cause he think he hard tough
Got a car ‘cause he was runnin’ at the mouth, hush
I will never let `em give it to me
I gotta live to be one hundred and three

Gotta reach my epitome, or decease my enemy
And receive my penalty, that`ll be the end of he
Tryna seize my entities, finna be the end of his identity
When I tell him to

Lay down
(Lay down)
I`m a man, man, I ain`t runnin’
I`ma stand wit my gun in my hand
I got plans and a place to be

Lay down
(Lay down)
I`m a man, man, I ain`t runnin’
I`ma stand wit my gun in my hand
I got plans and a place to be