Lyrics

[Intro] (I am known) [Verse 1: Northside Shorty] Hot boy off the north with the tats on his face (North, north) Run, run, run, find a place where you safe Far from grace In my maze where I play (Ah) Pray on your faith when they claim that they saved Laugh in your face (Ha-ha-ha-ha) Tryna jump, homeboy? You might wan' refrain (Hold up) Keys to the gate Talking hell, little bitch, and you ain't gonna escape Hold up, jump out with the Glock cocked Goin' nonstop, aim the red dot (Ah) Shoot a motherfucker dead where he laying Ain't stopping until the gun lock, huh Motherfucker out my box Head been knocked by the worst kind (Yeah) Gorilla from the 59 I'm a psycho, check my bloodline [Verse 2: Southside Shorty] (Wait) All of these bitches afraid of me (Oh my God, what the fuck?) And all of these fuckboys, they hate on me So just to sum it up Basically, I really couldn't give less of a fuck I'm from the era of terror (Yeah) Product of financial pressure (Yeah) Social conformity, religious error (Yeah) Mention the devil, they'll fuck off forever (Yeah) The new millennium brought nothing better (Huh) I wanna see blood stains (Blood stains) On the grill of the Mustang (Mustang) Couple pills just to numb the pain (Pain) Six, six, six roads, one way (Ayy) Flames arise, burned my eyes (Ayy) I'm late for judgement day