45

She ask me why I got this gun, baby I'm not tryna die young

So prayin' every night, cause still got bro stuck in the slums

Cause shit been gettin' wicked in the city that I'm from

You see the world is colder, from your problems you can't run

So I'm totin on this 45, hopin' it don't go down

Hopin' that the danga' don't come my way

Cause if it do then I'ma blow mine, take a **** soul I'm

Sorry if I'd of got it [Fappa?} one a way

It is not my intension, but I can't end up missing, before I touch these millions, I gotta go and get it

I wish I woulda listened, when they said its there's sides to growing up, thought they weres kiddin'

These folks'll try to take your soul my ****, keep your distance

Who side me, keep your pistols

These hoes'll send them to your door, just cause you fucked then dissed them

So keep your [wea light?] in the head just like a fuckin' pencil

They go against the gang, then we must dismiss 'em

I'm totin on this 45, tryna stay alive, ooh

Cause they'll, spot you and dot you

Watch you and clock you

Spot you and drop you

So I'm totin on this 45, hopin' it don't go down

Hopin' that the danga' don't come my way

Cause if it do then I'ma blow mine, take a **** soul I'm

Sorry if I'd of got it [Fappa?} one a way

Love'll getcha here with switches

**** be turned to dickin'

Did I forget to mention

They hatin' for a reason

Cause I get cash, I'm in my bag, and they a lost soul

I came and passed, that **** mad, I fucked his last hoe

She ask me why I got this gun, baby I'm not tryna die young

So prayin' every night, cause still got bro stuck in the slums

Cause shit been gettin' wicked in the city that I'm from

You see the world is colder, from your problems you can't run

So I'm totin on this 45, hopin' it don't go down

Hopin' that the danga' don't come my way

Cause if it do then I'ma blow mine, take a **** soul I'm

Sorry if I'd of got it [Fappa?} one a way

She ask me why I got this gun, baby I'm not tryna die young

I'm totin' on this 45, tryna stay alive, ooh