Dead Man Walking

[Intro]
Trippin', tryna pop him and get low
Nigga threw the wrong sign and he got smoked
They tryna pull me down, but look, the hardest, they'll better
You wasn't 'round me speakin' facts down in the bucket
Lil' bro don't wanna rap, he's tryna slide and I respect it
If he trip, send him to Heaven, fire him up, he throw a seven
Popped a fatty, poured a six (Reconboy)

[Verse 1]
He ballin' bunk, feel like I'm beefin' with my kids
[?] deuce, leave the dreams in with the kids
It get tricky on them skits, you better not miss
Watch my friends and my opps, pass my blick
He can't come around no more 'cause he a bitch
Hit the cell, earn my fade, then pass the fifth
He got put off on that skit, he did [?]
All walkdowns, bro might faceshot him

[Verse 2]
Mama told me slidin' right 'fore I'll change
Conversation with the devil, I can’t lie it’s hella strange
I've been lookin' for some hope, it's still in the game, this shit won't change
I found in this through this life, you fucked the fame, I want a brain
Every time a body drop, that's on the set, we who to blame
Search my brother for a body, he ain't never said a thing
Tell him stick in sizes, whip behind this tint and foreign things
I can't cope to ease my mind behind this stress and hella pain
And if it's beef, we tell 'em, "Add it up"
These tiny locs, these tiny fours can't even fuck with us
They linin' statement chests, nigga, to come show me somethin'
'Cause every time I catch an opp, bitch, I'ma score me somethin'
It's in my name, it's in my blood, I'll never fold it up
And if you got the drop right now, my killers loadin' up
Ain't no need to go on camera, walk down cold as fuck
I wasn't present on that skit, so I ain't knowin' nothin'

[Chorus]
They ain't think that brodie was the killer 'til he showed 'em somethin'
Know my 40 bustin', let brodie hop out sparkin'
Ever since my three man been doin' walkdowns
All walkdowns, bro might faceshot him
They ain't think that brodie was the killer 'til he showed 'em somethin'
Know my 40 bustin', let brodie hop out sparkin'
Ever since my three man been doin' walkdowns
All walkdowns, bro might faceshot him

[Verse 2]
He gon' pop it on the 'Gram, but he want no problems
Four niggas bounced out, they don't know who shot him
They ain't think that brodie was the killer 'til he showed 'em somethin'
All walkdowns, bro might faceshot him
All walkdowns, bro might faceshot him