Holla the Truth

[Verse 1]
When them n***as took my uncle made me think a lot
I got post traumatic stress 'cause I done seen a lot
Lord forgive me for my sins 'cause I didn't mean a lot
I know them n***as want me dead that’s why I keep a Glock
How we still raise our hands and still gettin' played?
Cops still killin' n***as and still gettin' away
Momma's still cryin', the only son up in that grave
And all my n***as still thuggin' I ain't seen a change
Droppin' shots on them n***as, ain't no savin' that
Glock wit' a drum attached, can't remember where my 'K was at
Right outside them n***as front steps, where I be waitin' at
Won't pass that bitch no 'wood, shit I wouldn't even let her pay to match
If ain't no sympathy for my people I can't feel a nothin'
Dropped us in that jungle, gave us guns and made us kill each other
Held my sister while she cried and say she missed her brother
Them n***as time around the corner, I can feel it comin'

[Chorus]
Them n***as time around the corner, I can feel it comin' (I can feel it comin')
They put money on my head but ain't kill nothin' (but ain't kill nothin')
Say them n***as want me dead and I ain't scared or runnin' (I ain't scared or runnin')
I'ma run up my bag and I'ma die thuggin' (I'ma die thuggin')
I'ma ball on these n***as on my lil' brother (oh on my lil' brother)
And my heart got so cold I can't feel nothin' (oh I can't feel nothin')
I'ma ball on these n***as or I'm gon' kill one (ohhh I'm gon' kill one)
I'm gon' ball on these n***as, naw na na
[Verse 2]
I can't hang around no n***as who ain't dropped nothin'
I can't fuck wit' a bitch who ain't got nothin'
I won't, never trust a bitch, ain't no thot lovin'
Big Glock, when I'm on yo' block tryna drop somethin'
I still, 'member all them days I was dead broke
I won't, run from no n***a like my leg broke
I gotta, go and get these bands 'til I'm dead and gone
Now if I leave you dead and gone I'll be dead wrong
But nobody see that shit 'cause they won't pay attention
I ain't into givin' n***as clout you can't pay to mention
And I'll empty out this clip I catch a sucka slippin'
And I still pull up and get back and try a make a difference
But they just wanna see the negative
The account got hella shit, still remember it was negative
Can't get no PayPal 'cause way back I was scammin' shit
Totin' hams and shit, squeezin' triggers 'til they jam and shit

[Chorus]
Them n***as time around the corner, I can feel it comin' (I can feel it comin')
They put money on my head but ain't kill nothin' (but ain't kill nothin')
Say them n***as want me dead and I ain't scared or runnin' (I ain't scared or runnin')
I'ma run up my bag and I'ma die thuggin' (I'ma die thuggin')
I'ma ball on these n***as on my lil' brother (oh on my lil' brother)
And my heart got so cold I can't feel nothin' (oh I can't feel nothin')
I'ma ball on these n***as or I'm gon' kill one (ohhh I'm gon' kill one)
I'm gon' ball on these n***as, naw na na