[Intro]
(Mommy, India got the beats)

[Verse 1]
I'm screamin', "Fuck peace, I'm too street" North 38 'til I'm six feet
I ain't run from 'round the corner when them lil' boys was tryna jump me (Boys)
From the jungle, and I got money, half the whole industry wan' burn me
Bitch, I'm 'bout beef, you know we slang heat, I don't lose no sleep (What?)

[Chrous]
Mama, don't worry
I know you know they wanna murder me
Whole lot of blood, I see
And by the night, them hitters murder creepin', murder creepin'

[Verse 2]
Bet' not fuck 'round, you get murdered, easy
We gon' tear your car to pieces
Bitch, I'm doped up in back of the [?]
Boy, I'm gon' shoot this gun front all these people
Murder back to back, we don't do even
It's the slime
Catch you with your pants down, I'ma knock out all your fuckin' mind
Top, who? Oh, never mind
Bitch, don't cross that line, you just might die, watch who you eyein', uh
She can't smoke no dope, know she gon' choke this everytime
I ain't on that, and, I mean that
Gon' flash out with this thirty, your car, we swerve it right, I'm seekin'
Bang 4KTrey, I'm bleedin'
Cut up when you see me
See one double cup, I'm leanin'
Screamin', "Free JBeezy"
Look, I said we don't do even, n***a
Got my lil' brother tryna pop out 'cause you mouthed off
See you, squeeze it, tryna delete you, n***a
Ma', it's gon' go down, they try to fuck with me
[Chrous]
I know you know they wanna murder me
You see them 'round, you know they bust for me
And by tonight, I'll have 'em murder creepin', murder creepin'