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Yeah, there's bullets flying around

But it's a gun in my hand so I'ma stand my ground

Thank he da' Big Dog 'til we come and take him down

I don been in the A' so much that's my town

Yeah, used to go to Powers Ferry was the dream school

Used to live by HapeVille but it wasn't cool

But mind this yeah, still had guidance to use

I was still getting bullied I ain't know what to do

Oh, check this I don't think they really understand it

Sometimes I get fed up I don't think I can handle it

I'm tryna look for your light but I know you ain't candle lit

They shooting bullets out of nowhere and they tell me I ain't living lit

I express all my feels so you won't feel alone

And to lead you out the darkness to find your way home

If I don't believe what I see then I throw it in a hole

It's matador season and you know I'm going bronco

Bullshit way I'm on it yeah, I'm bronco

I fold it up I roll it up what a bankroll

You ain't really getting money you a bank troll

Get up out my face before I go and get the depo

Yeah, there's bullets flying around

But it's a gun in my hand so I'ma stand my ground

Thank he da Big Dog 'til we come and take em down

I done been in the A' so much that's my town

Yeah, used to go to Powers Ferry was the dream school

Used to live by HapeVille but it wasn't cool

But mind this yeah, I still had guidance to use

I was still getting bullied I ain't know what to do