Chinatown Pt 2

(Yo, Ayo)

I was in a rage when my feelings died, but it keep my heart sore
Say, "I'm still okay", when I'm feeling bad, you can see I'm not sure
Stuck in a dark phase tryna get some cash, that's what he gon' rob for
No more hard days, they didn't last, had to speak to God more
Always choose gang, I ain't switching sides, knee deep in our war
This shit'll never change, pistol and a mask, what I keep in my drawer
Clapping shit for days, we was spinning back, we need an encore
Chillin' with the snakes, up in the grass, no need for lawn mowers (lawn mowers)

I hit the streets, no time for college, I was knee deep in the Raq' with goblins
They cutthroat, ain't tired of robbing, a Perc to cope, I'm high, I'm nodding
That feeling when B died was the oddest, Evergreen my street sign, yeah that's our shit
Gang with me in Cali mobbing, steaks to eat got tired of ramen
My opps gotta be gay, way they on my dick, but they won't come out the closet
Speeding on the E-way, clutching on my blick, death coming I'm tryna dodge it
I knew that nigga was broke, only talk about money, but it don't come out his pockets
They tryna play me close, 'cause they want some from me, everybody so out of options
Fell in love with these pills, I'm chewing up, every time I come down, I'm booting up
None but thick shits, sitting on a tour bus, me and my twin in this bitch like its two of us
Fuck I look like scared of you doing what, loaded weapon my Glock-22 was tucked
Like Stephen, my shooters clutch, I ain't get the impression that you was tough
We ain't recruiting bro, you won't fit, don't want no new niggas in my click
I'ma stick to the niggas I grew up with, you ain't go to them funerals you wasn't sick
I keep putting that shit on the RIC, we on the dynamic duo list
I tried to take his soul but I missed, as long as you know I'ma shoot my stick

I was in a rage when my feelings died, but it keep my heart sore
Say, "I'm still okay", when I'm feeling bad, you can see I'm not sure
Stuck in a dark phase tryna get some cash, that's what he gon' rob for
No more hard days, they didn't last, had to speak to God more
Always choose gang, I ain't switching sides, knee deep in our war
This shit'll never change, pistol and a mask, what I keep in my drawer
Clapping shit for days, we was spinning back, we need an encore
Chillin' with the snakes, up in the grass, no need for lawn mowers (lawn mowers)