Intro

[Intro]
Let me talk to em
Let me talk to em
Leafy, Leafy
On my own 2
Uh,uh let me talk to em
I said

[Verse]
I’m the only one that had them whistles when you needed one
Why you ain’t got nothing in the head you better feed it one
Always sneak dissing on the gram he gon be the one
They say leaf can rap and he’ll shoot
He a conceited one
We gon try to score at least a buck before we take it in
I just got a brand new four pound I’m tryna break it in
I’m tryna make a nigga mom cry you tryna make a friend
When it’s on I'ma bust my gun until I break the pin
I know what I signed up for
I wish I would cry
I done the seen the bad last and I done seen the good die
Brother got killed in cold blood you just stood by
When I’m gone Ummi don’t portray me as no good guy
We gon wake the whole hood up, wish I can silence it
Praying while I’m warring really knowing I can’t balance it
He got caught up shooting could’ve been hoopin he talented
Justice ain’t justice where I’m from, we gon violence it
I was dead broke and ain’t nobody put me on pape
Down to my last ain’t no telling what I’m gone take
I got sentenced and I’m hard headed so I’m going late
Judge could throw a triple life sentence, I ain’t gon break
It can be the middle of the opps and I’m still going
They can throw that white flag at us and it’s still on
My niggas don’t see me as a rapper I’d kill for em
Real trench baby if he struggle then I feel for em
I done seen Ummi cry til her eyes blood shot
I done went from senior class pictures to a mugshot
Trap got the same amount of poles that this club got
Never met a starter with the hunger that a sub got
Saw my dawg die in the middle of the street
You can never call it off In the middle of no beef
You ain’t never kill
You ain’t never deal with no grief
When we go and get revenge it make us feel some relief
I can’t act like I’m a g I put in real work
When in pain I was praying that the pills work
Robbing niggas bare face I don’t steal work
I think I might’ve sold more fake then real work
Man them niggas spilled blood in the sand box
I think my soul flew away the day my man dropped
When it’s up there it’s stuck there it can’t stop
[?] said he gon shoot it til his hand hot
Niggas left me all alone I was out there on my own
I knew that once I jumped off that porch I was grown
I ain’t fold under pressure it just put me in my zone
Fuck rap everybody know I’m thurl to the bone
I don’t worry bout who don’t the real feel me
I gotta stay strapped niggas tryna kill me
And the DEA tryna find ways to wheel me
I was getting high hoping that it healed me
It don’t matter who get dropped they always up
I just wish 'fore Reek left us that we made up
Niggas can tell you whatever but I gave up
I was taking niggas savings I ain’t save up
I be rapping for the real niggas like me
If I end up in a cell just write me
I know I'ma be In hell most likely
I know O got my kid and my wifey