By The Gun

[Intro]
Grr-rrt, yeah
YTN shit, nigga, bap
Live and die for this shit, nigga
Bap, yeah

[Chorus]
You live, and you die by the gun
Yeah, I'm tryna run up these funds
These bullets they comin', and come
And I turned nothin' to somethin'
You live, and you die by the gun
Yeah, I'm tryna run up these funds
These bullets they coming, and come
And I turned nothin' to somethin'

[Verse]
On the block pray for better days
Smoke up a blunt, ease the pain away
Going OT off of making change
Hoping I don't get caught up in the rain
All of my niggas is trappin', no cappin', you know we get in thе door
All of my niggas is jacking, no lacking, we run up we kicking your door
All of my niggas is strapped up, you know thеy be hugging the pole
Run up on me, get backed up, you know we uppin' the score
Treat your bitch just like a actor, you know that she playing a role
She suck me up, it's like a vaccum, she eat it up, I gotta go
I'm trappin' where nobody knows
Come, and move fishy, we gripping the poles
He moving slimey, wipe his nose
For you bitch i'ma go
I'm whipping up all these O's
Serving a pot on the stove
She wanna fuck, tell her, "No"
She wanna fuck, tell her, "No"

[Chorus]
You live, and you die by the gun
Yeah, I'm tryna run up these funds
These bullets they comin', and come
And I turned nothin' to somethin'
You live, and you die by the gun
Yeah, I'm tryna run up these funds
These bullets they coming, and come
And I turned nothin' to somethin'

[Outro]
You live, and you die by the gun
Yeah, I'm tryna run up these funds
These bullets they coming, and come
And I turned nothin' to somethin'
You live, and you die by the gun
Yeah, I'm tryna run up these funds
These bullets they coming, and come
And I turned nothin' to somethin'