[Intro:]
I remember the first one, I was
I was nervous
I had a gun, so...
Then it just became easy, and then it just became like
Like too easy
In and out, right?
Like I need money, you know?
Like (C-Lance)
I was getting away with it
And then what did you do?
Countless

[Verse 1: OT the Real]
Don't let the Fentanyl get in your fingertips
My dawg's locked up, I gotta pay the guard to bring him strips
Tryna find a body? I'm all innocent
His fingerprints isn't coming back with any hits 'cause he's a immigrant
You ain't scared to die but is you able to kill?
This new blick got a kick like it play for Brazil
My fiend chill but nothing that he sayin' is real
The horse tranquilizers only thing he's able to feel
I'm back on my plugs packin' blunts packagin' drugs
The methadone made his hands swell he's back on the subs (Back on the subs)
You the type to sell your man out for a stack of some dubs (Uh-huh?)
I'm the type to stab your man and walk back in the club
Keep it a bean, these dudes is secretly fiends
They switch sides, dick ride, and try to be with the team
One of the guys it's all good numbers don't lie (Numbers don't lie)
It's hustle or die while customers wake up and get high, oh
[Chorus: OT the Real]
No cap about it
Fuck you up and laugh about it
The gutter packed and crowded
I really live it, I could rap about it
You ain't safe (You ain't safe)
Your man took a bullet in his face
No cap about it (No cap)
I really live it I could rap about it

[Verse 2: Vinnie Paz]
The Mossberg hit like a linebacker
The blicky hold 60, it rip through your mind matter
My akhi upstate 'cause he didn't provide data
The most merciless muhfuckas is mild mannered
This Goomba's talking in the back of the shop
Who this muhfucka with you, B? He act like a cop
You want smoke, what you think you could choose?
Blickies, hands, ox, anything that you choose
This a choppa, and it makin' a bang
It's a bunch of Tekashi muhfuckas takin' a stand
That mean the muhfucka never gon' be safe in the can
I'm a boss, akhi, I would never take a command
You goofy so it mean I ain't tryna build with you
And why it's my fault that your homies ain't real with you?
Visconte Maggiolo in Barbados
It's drug traffickers and a couple of Norteños
[Chorus: OT the Real]
No cap about it
Fuck you up and laugh about it
The gutter packed and crowded
I really live it, I could rap about it
You ain't safe (You ain't safe)
Your man took a bullet in his face
No cap about it
I really live it I could rap about it

[Verse 3: Dboy Flowski]
See maybe God won't answer my prayer 'cause I'm a demon
Lock the door and make 'em lay on the floor nobody leavin'
Paranoid, somebody move then I'm squeezing (I'm squeezin')
Man of honor, I would die for everything that I believe in
See Pazzy the General, he ordered the hit
My clip got 30 and it's 6 short of a brick
When I was down and they was up they wouldn't offer me shit (Nothin')
So I'ma keep applying pressure 'til they callin' it quits
I tried to tell 'em I'm a gun and I can't holster it
Get over it I come from the bottom where the roaches is
Ferocious shit, give me any beat and I'll smoke the shit
They know the shit will make me find your weakness and expose the shit
Yeah, my heart is pure in this art of war
Every bar is like coke in its hardest form (Crack)
I'm eatin' rappers, I'm a carnivore
If you ain't gonna finish it then what the fuck you started for?
[Chorus: OT the Real]
No cap about it
Fuck you up and laugh about it
The gutter packed and crowded
I really live it, I could rap about it
You ain't safe (You ain't safe)
Your man took a bullet in his face
No cap about it
I really live it, I could rap about it