Armed & Dangerous

Police steady watching me

Every day they clocking me (Huh, what)

Every day they clocking me

(Chopsquad DJ on the beat so it's a banger)

Police steady watching me

Every day they clocking me

Red alert, armed and dangerous, I keep that Glock on me (Boom, boom)

And I ain't looking for no trouble, I'm just looking out for me (Nah)

'Cause I done did shit, them **** ain't talking about no rapping beef (What)

Boy I'm talking tragedies, massacres, casualties

Shit that I can't even remember, bet they remember me

Shit that happened late in December, I bring that winter heat

**** dyin' the whole October, the real Halloween (Boom, boom)

Back to back funerals

It's them or us, it's him or me

Don't get booked 'cause ain't no bond money, we doin' this shit for free (No)

If he told then that ain't my homie, that lil' **** weak (What)

If I miss, ain't going to sleep

I'm in the streets, we play for keeps (Boom)

2011, August 11th R.I.P Odee

August 9th, two days before I turned seventeen

21 to 45, I'm like what the fuck that mean? (What)

You're fighting an armed robbery shorty, that's what they're offering (Damn)

My little brother getting big, my uncle got that cough again

He been smoking crack since I was born, that monkey be stalking him

I used to stay up late at Granny crib just to talk to him

When I was locked up God knocked on his door and told him walk with him (Damn)

Back to this drilling shit (Uh, what)

Sosa started rapping now the war going viral, boy, this bitch cracking (Boom)

Boy they ass lacking (Boom)

Hit they block twice (What)

A lot of booming, no jamming

His mama popped out like, "Oh, goddamn, what happened?"

This the type of shit happen (Boom)

The life of a savage

You ain't right, you get left

You slipped up, you ain't having

Not your blood or your cuz

You my son, I'm your daddy (You my son, I'm your daddy)

Police steady watching me

Every day they clocking me

Red alert, armed and dangerous, I keep that Glock on me (Boom, boom)

And I ain't looking for no trouble, I'm just looking out for me (Nah)

'Cause I done did shit, them **** ain't talking about no rapping beef

Boy, I'm talking tragedies, massacres, casualties

Shit that I can't even remember, bet they remember me

Shit that happened late in December, I bring that winter heat

**** dyin' the whole October, the real Halloween (Boom, boom)