"It’s time to make some change
And they still gotta aim
It’s time to make some change
And they still wanna aim
It’s time to make some change
And they still gotta aim

I drop 1 for my friends
I drop 2 for my ex
I drop 3 for my homies from way back when
I got the mission in hand for when it happen
With bloody knives they’ve been attacking

I started when i was 12 just rappin (Woah)
And now 16 money’s already stackin (Woah)
I learned the way when the streets chantin (Yo)
I learned how to defend myself from the masses (Woah)

If you sayin stay low I get up wit the head
Chin up in the streets for the respect
Lookin down you gonna wind up dead
Im lookin to the future, it’s your To time to end

Bands and the dollars, Nah It’s all about my fam
Crackin out and we holler at you for holding your pants
Fallin down and fallin off, To us that dont happan
Walkin these crazy places just strapped damn

You stalin on the people who be getting in smoke
But we releasin demons out the rollin windows
Walkin aroun downtown with them slit throats
Still alive now we goin and placing the hits bro

You stalin on the people who be getting in smoke
But we releasin demons out the rollin windows
Walkin aroun downtown with them slit throats
Still alive now we goin and placing the hits bro

Coming at with opinions instead of( facts)
Petty altercations Manifesting (that)
Taking wild swings at my chest and (back)
But I know I still got my vest and strap

I’m on the phone making orders and the pounds on the line
Every time I hear the sirens that’s the sound of the crime
Everyday wakin from nightmares oh how I surivived
I pulled one by one all those knives in my spine

There’s a lotta things I fear, opps bottoming that list
Give ‘em apple juice but it’s a bottle of cat piss
I’m the type of dude goes and runs while I sit
Defy gravity and punch while I kick

I still do this stuff while I’m generally able
I didn’t ever said I was mentally stable
But I give it my all, so I can get with a label
And I can be going home to setting the table

You stalin on the people who be getting in smoke
But we releasin demons out the rollin windows
Walkin aroun downtown with them slit throats
Still alive now we goin and placing the hits bro

You stalin on the people who be getting in smoke
But we releasin demons out the rollin windows
Walkin aroun downtown with them slit throats
Still alive now we goin and placing the hits bro

It’s running into alleyways evading police planes
And your entire night could go three ways
Get shot on the block with a freeze ray
If you make it out alive as a free man

But what is freedom is a question I ask
Getting questioned is a pain in my ass
I’m guessing it’s when you see less crack
Move to the east side so you don’t see this crap

But it’s real out here this isn’t a dream
This isn’t some fairy tale so you can choose to believe
Cause there are people I see, in actual need
And I see you niches mad at your coffee?

That makes me mad, cause I know privilege
If that were you, you too would give a shit
But you sit at home sipping at your cinnamon
Drink while I’m fighting for those in the system

You stalin on the people who be getting in smoke
releasin demons out the rollin windows
Walkin aroun downtown with them slit throats
Still alive now we goin and placing the hits bro

You stalin on the people who be getting in smoke
releasin demons out the rollin windows
Walkin aroun downtown with them slit throats
Still alive now we goin and placing the hits bro

Keeping my people in arms reach for when I need
Prob same goes for my Enemies
Cause I wouldn’t overcome my situations effectively
keepin ever message you ever sent to me

Say you fuck with me,
Then I’m calling you fam
Say you run with me
Then I’m calling you back
Say you rap with me
Then we’re dropping a track
Say you’re opps with me
Then I’m dropping your ass


Damn."