to get off on my pet 1, 2, 5, you know I S, I ain't got no time

 for feds I called my mummy instead, I said I think

 your son's dead And I'm sorry for the stress

 This is real life shit, coming off a n***a's chest

 Blood, two weeks life support, yeah it's really stretched

 Woke up to try to come out of rest, cause they found a couple pebs

 Handcuffed to my bed, and I couldn't move my legs

 Looking at my mum all depressed, fuck em in my head

 I don't even do no friends, most of them just pretend

 I'm loyal to their death, if it ain't S or S, you can't know my address

 I heard they're working with the feds Smoking on this 88, it used to be a logic

 Sitting in jail, but we're still making profit I can't stop it, shank in my pocket

 And my hand sticks on it, most these n****s make me wanna fucking vomit

 They ain't on it, from the streets where it's prison or death

 So you better move correct, all my n****s really do is F

 You don't fuck with a trap, it's a mess, I ain't evil like one

 Monday to Sunday, pops told me I'd soon end up in a grave

 I laughed in his face and looked the other way

 I got shot in my stomach, then a bullet travelled down to my leg

 The pussy should've got me in my head

 If they wanted a young n***a dead, I'd try to get off on my pet

 1, 2, 5, you know I S, I ain't got no time for feds

 I called my mummy instead, I said I think your son's dead

 And I'm sorry for the stress, this is real life shit

 Coming off a n***a's chest, like two weeks life support

 Yeah, it's really stretched

 Aye, seven days life support, mum saw me half dead

 I got hit up and my shit woke up like the walking dead

 Wrist cuffed to the bed, I got a hole in my head

 Shed tears on a bled, and my n***a never slid for me

 Almost cut a body, I can't tell you what they did for me

 I stepped out instantly, critical condition on my CV

 Separately, my mum saw me on a TV

 Six months operation, they got me hitting her on CCTV

 All my crackheads give me the heebie-jeebies

 I'm tryna sell them P's so they can leave me to be me

 Pulled out a sheet of weight, finished up his sentence

 Now I'm looking at a sentence, it's me they're depending on

 To put him on a pendant, it's threats that they're giving