On Me

[Intro]
(Exelons on the track)

[Chorus]
I keep a stack on me, I keep my gat on me
I thought you loved me, broski, why you have to rat on me?
Shit get so hot up in these trenches, got some feds on me
I got my lead on me, let a nigga step, you could die 'bout me
Bad bitch not average, ride around, sip red, cause havoc
And the streets full of static, reason why I keep it in traffic
.45 in my knapsack and my knapsack came from Saks Fifth
Keep it on my waistband, you'd think that boy a locksmith

[Verse]
I pop a pill and get to thinking, should I kill myself?
You left me at my worst, now you can't seek my help
I need some drugs in my system just to feel myself
My broski call from the pen' and said they play me in the cell
My killy caught himself three bodies, that's a hat trick
Them switches on the Glock make sure it's automatic
I went from dirty project housing to a mansion
I put my opps through hell, you think they ask for sanctions
I'm yelling, "Free gang" until they really free my guys
It's the fuck the opps, but free them so I see them guys
Don't speak on what you heard if you ain't see it with your eyes
That's how you end up six feet deep, boy, that's how you die

[Chorus]
I keep a stack on me, I keep my gat on me
I thought you loved me, broski, why you have to rat on me?
Shit get so hot up in these trenches, got some feds on me
I got my lead on me, let a nigga step, you could die 'bout me
Bad bitch not average, ride around, sip red, cause havoc
And the streets full of static, reason why I keep it in traffic
.45 in my knapsack and my knapsack came from Saks Fifth
Keep it on my waistband, you'd think that boy a locksmith