Close Range

I remember back when I ain't have a dollar I'm sliding in a maxima 'cause I ain't have a squad And I almost crashed the whip shooting 'cause I ain't have a driver The streets taught me how to be a man I ain't have a father Warring with killers but I'ma killer, it's about who kill who (who kill who?) Told the judge I'ma stop toting my pistol, I still do Sellin 'that work while it's raining, my dicky got mildew My shorty will kill you, I'll give him a check and a pill too Bro need a pill to a rapper, but I drill too I need a deal too, just tell 'em make sure that the bills blue They counted me out, I can't blame 'em I thought it was over too Came home and did a song with kur that shit was overdue I shoot the way a soldier do they want me out the county How a opp get the drop, I gotta check niggas around me Nigga I don't drop a bounty, I was strizzed when they found me 'Cause I know that they be hatin' but I can't let niggas down me I was down on my dick and I fucked her, and now she disgusts me I get close when I'm shootin' because I might miss if I'm rusty This pound a lil' husky work got me smellin' musty And them killers all around me, they gon' shoot you if you test me Niggas just was tryna line me and now niggas tryna sign me Shit I just jumped in a Bentley coupe I hide from outta Johnny I just came from the jungle now how the fuck I'ma be humble I got pistols holding ladders man, why would you think that I rumble? This clip holdin' 30 it's half of that sliced in this bundle If I give you that rock in the field, I just pray you don't fumble I told ummi that I'm cool, told lil' bro to stay in school Put a ruler in my stick, the teacher said I'm breaking rules I was stuck in them trenches them niggas ain't give me a quarter He ain't give me no work, I came up and start fuckin' his daughter We could cut your life shorter, we get it from cross the border She a freak I gave her to my man, she showed him what I taught her I done took a hunnid losses then I robbed a hunnid bosses He keep talkin' like a killer, but I know that he the softest I just came from a pick and these niggas ain't give me a hand Man he lucky he booked, when I catch him I'm gettin' his man Niggas telling be angry when that shit be hittin' the fan They gon' buy what I give 'em for ten they just gettin' a gram I ain't never need niggas, these niggas done turned into bitches And these niggas that told me they was solid done turned into snitches I'm just tryna get the riches I'm just tryna fuck ya misses Got a Glock nine and a full pound, they sisters Astaghfirullah, still spoil my bitch on Christmas Gotta pour up, but the gat was in the door they missed it Took his chicken all I had was my biscuit I don't care if I could die for it I risk it