P.S.A

[Intro]
(Pipe that shit up, TnT) Glah
Streets don't love nobody, but I got this feeling that I'm special (Tre made this beat)
Ahaha
For real, though, nigga (Mama, Zachary making beats again)

[Chorus]
If you ain't on shit, don't stare, I be thinkin' a nigga tryna press some'
Shit different, I got baby girl on my side, what you think? A nigga ain't gon' wet nothin'?
And I'm a dog when it come to the shit I believe in, but niggas ain't gon' pet nothin'
And they countin' on me 'cause we still in the deep end, so I walk with my chest up
We gon' be good, yeah, loyalty what I treasure (Uh)
Streets don't love nobody, but I got this feeling that I'm special
I'on know what to think, mane, it might be the drugs, the reason I'm paranoid
PSA for the ones in the back, I'm hoping I don't gotta show it

[Verse 1]
I ain't gon' lie, I gotta think sometimes, do I really be out my mind?
Everybody wanna be from the streets like the shit ain't crazy, like niggas ain't dying
It don't matter who you is when them bullets start flying, just another dead nigga on a shirt, I ain't lying
Then a nigga like me tryna work his rhymes, saying "RIP" in every damn line
Nowadays, everybody make the lame shit cool like if yeen go to jail, yeen earn no stripes
Stop playing, boy, I know you's a bitch 'cause you change when you hold that pipe
I'm so sick of this shit, I can't fall for the hype, e'rybody doing some' they don't like
Meanwhile, niggas watching my move, tryna bite like I lie about this shit that I say on this mic

[Chorus]
If you ain't on shit, don't stare, I be thinkin' a nigga tryna press some'
Shit different, I got baby girl on my side, what you think? A nigga ain't gon' wet nothin'?
I'm a dog when it come to the shit I believe in, but niggas ain't gon' pet nothin'
And they count on me 'cause we still in that deep end, so I walk with my chest up
We gon' be good, yeah, loyalty what I treasure (Uh)
Streets don't love nobody, but I got this feeling that I'm special
I don't know what to think, mane, it might be the drugs, the reason I'm paranoid
PSA for the ones in the back, I'm hoping I don't gotta show it

[Verse 2]
Same old, same old damn questions, nigga keep asking me, "How are you?"
Then, of course, you got lame-ass niggas saying, "You hiding," bitch, you know where I'm at like aisle two
Playing smart 'cause they know how to move when they really know they scared 'cause they know the shit I'll do
I ain't tryna make it seem like your boy a big hitter, but 'fore I go out like a ho, nigga, I'll shoot
Give a fuck where you from, you couldn't walk in my shoes, on everything I love, it ain't easy
See, I would go and prove what I do with that tool, but I know I got people who need me
They want me to suffer, good thing I ain't got a mind of a slave
The road that I took ain't have to get paved, I don't live by sins, I'on got to get saved
What a dream, nigga

[Chorus]
If you ain't on shit, don't stare, I be thinkin' a nigga tryna press some'
Shit different, I got baby girl on my side, what you think? A nigga ain't gon' wet nothin'?
I'm a dog when it come to the shit I believe in, but niggas ain't gon' pet nothin'
And they all countin' on me, we still in that deep end, so I walk with my chest up (Uh-huh)
We gon' be good, yeah, loyalty what I treasure
Streets don't love nobody, but I got this feeling that I'm special
I'on know what to think, mane, it might be the drugs that got a nigga paranoid
PSA for the ones in the back, I'm hopin' I don't gotta show it, yeah (Glah)

[Outro]
Uh, uh, show it, whoa
Hopin' I'on got to show it, yeah