Turn me up in the headphones (yeah) They say it's pain in music But when you feel it You feel that shit from your soul Rest in peace Showtimes Rest in peace my young n****s I do this for the ones on the corner (yeah) Caught up in them trenches Jumping over fences N****s in the game now we got up off them benches Focused on the money give a f*ck about them bitches Don't get caught up in the limelight stick to the riches I done see n****s cross me f*ck n****s Lost me N****s got on took the chance tried took off me Couple shots they missed that 40 got a kickback So if you n****s try me you're gonna die when I spit that It's Rest in peace my enemies Turn them into memories Ruler it'll school yeah Let's not make this an assembly Popped up on them with the mask Bet you they remember me Niggas giving statements no wonder that judge sentenced me So i'm shackled in them chains Turned a freeman to a slave I was caught up in my Ways Counting months instead of days Just a product of the system That's the way that I was raised Either kill or be killed Either stand or You cave I'd be damned if I fold So many n****s told You thinking that he's solid He ain't sticking to the code You thinking that he violent Until them n****s come impose Put that cold steel on em Seen to many n****s froze Now you getting judged by 12 (12) Judge offering L's (L's) Could of took you a plea deal but it's pretrail so it sailed (no) Codefendant Got tested and he took a deal so he failed Put a stamp on your future now your freedom only through mail damn It doesn't matter It really doesn't matter Cause you know when you not in control of the outcome It don't matter what i say It dont matter how many times It don't matter again It dont matter how many times you say that People are going to believe what they want to believe anyway So why waste my time (Yeah, damn, gotta feel it) (Yeah, uhh) Time getting longer Hate grow thicker Get a camera here's a canvas I'm a paint y'all a picture Cough when you squat Cuffed with your opps And ain't no checking in either you bomb or you're popped All them A.S.E.G. trips getting food through that slot I done seen cold hearted killers making Salat All the pain that I feel That hatred was real Account on empty I can't fix me a Meal (woah) N***a tell me where's the love (love) Cause I was just the plug (plug) And I can't get no money from the ones I fronted drugs (no) But y'all could hit the gram Post up pictures in the club Popping bottles for them bitches don't forget about your bra (no) It's no wonder n****s lost me Too many n****s cross me (cross me) Got me fucked up you think that I'm gonna let you off me (facts) N****s changed up well I promise it's gonna be costly Good dude turned evil remember you n****s forced me (forreal)