When they caught the youngin slipping I thought this shyt was finna end
Started having flashbacks bout shooting that gun with Fin
And my girl she always tell me you tired go get some sleep
But she know it aint gone work cuz I'm tied caught in the streets
I'm tired and getting weak but aint too tired to squeeze
I gotta put em in the dirt cuz shots was fired at me
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