Lyrics

[Verse] I'm callin' my dawg, just like a one time Then I throw my bows just at them one time She had the fan equipped, it smell like purp' blunts Tellin' you, it's gon' hurt none I'm tryin' to birth something, woah Born sinner block, you know it get wicked, yeah You know you not never goin' there (Never goin' back) I can't take you back to where I come from Made it out of that who would've thought of... Who would've thought of that? The mice ain't gon' chase the cat Cookin' up crack gettin stuck in the trap I witnessed all of that Six days, you make it еasy On Sunday, you pray to Jesus Gunplay got appealin' Gun wounds made you feel it Nightmarеs in the children Nightmares in the children