It's just day, drowning my troubles with a forty That's when I got the call from this brown skin She me where's my crew at, said we could do whatever She got a crew too and said that we get together I said, "Aight, just call me in a hour So I can take a shower and up the manpower" Then I up the horn And I thought to myself it might be on Cause this trick ain't pick up the to call me in years (Why?) Ever I left the ho lonely in tears Ain't no telling what her friends up in her ears Ideas of setting me up I'm not to hear (Check it out, Son) So we take the for precautions Plus this live in Brooklyn, home of the coffin She might got a batallion of Bucktowners for us to get up off the train and surround us Or maybe I'm this shit out of proportion But this shit do happen to niggas often So fuck it, a gotta do what he meant to My crew got my back, fuck the is my mental We put together five The bitch called, my curdled Told me to meet her on Got to the plaza, we're for the G train We put a plan together, just in the beef came Now we Bed Stuy Far from home and on ground But together we six deep, with heats, nothing sweet First fronting getting lifted off his fucking feet It eternity, we reached our destination My heartbeat is racing a cardiac patient We finally got to Myrtle outside the train I saw not a soul, my peoples to be patient But hold up, that's when a caravan rolled up My legs then froze up, I my pound Told my man, "Eyes cause it might go down" Said he don't like the way the shit is starting to Evey of the car was smoked out and tinted So we couldn't if the enemy was in it It might have been TNT, I wasn't to wait and see, we Jetted thru cause D's ain't bagging me Son, they got us on the run, dun, see yo
Check it out, check it out, it out, yo Trife got me thinking like an animal No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo What can kill you is what you don't
OK check it, on your way to your girl's crib But the bitch live in the You ain't really sweating it, little do you know The niggas in the be setting it You thought you was safe and tried to walk the back streets heat On the 41st Side of Street The where niggas don't give a fuck The side where if you through fronting, kid you getting bucked On way, to apartment 3A With a herringbone, let him slide, no days Son get the heat, cause I'm about to him (Fuck shit, yo if that nigga front, yo hit him!) Aight bet, so hold it down While I cock back the long three You're boning, not knowing that I'm scheming the right time kid, it's twelve in the evening You're leaving out the building as you kiss your girl Thought you was safe and got by surprised "What's on?", as I reply "Shut the fuck up and don't make to another homicide" He tried to tough so I put one in his brain Even though I took his life, all I wanted was his Come through truck without heat, how you When you in the projects keep fingers on the trigger But fuck that juxing, if you got what we like you gets tooken Put you on back, send you on your way, yo good looking Now we catching a cab to Halsey & in Brooklyn Getting up from the floor up, hit the dress store up Got the 80-0 in case a wanna roll up Get your motherfucking shit up Now it's back to Queens to fiends G's by any means, my eyes on my enemies Sipping Hennessey, with my mind on some crime One-time searching me but never ever find It's the everyday, get the loot then Though my goal is to leave state, push ki's But all this bullshit me down, I can't leave Fuck a 9-to-5, I get the with ease Don't even need a degree to a six-digit figure I get mines slinging on the corner my niggas Pulling the when the drama appears Cause a nigga worse is fear So yo
Check it out, it out, check it out, yo Trife got me thinking like an animal No doubt, no doubt, no doubt, no yo What can you is what you don't know