Intro (Chance You Get)

E to the S
There’s a plan for you, yeah
by mistake
Gotta get it out of here
If you know what’s best
It’s a war outside
Gotta get it out of here
Any chance that you cat
Had to grow up fast when my momma died
Closed the eyes with my two fingers, I was fifteen and I didn’t cry
Wipe the blood drippin' off of momma
Jumped off the porch, straight in your house
Pistol drawn, nigga, get out
My dad, he lookin' at me like, bam
My lil' boy turned a man
Try anything, I rush a nigga
He too big, gotta bust a nigga
Stay to myself, I don’t trust a nigga
My ex bitch said she proud of me 'cause she realised I was a blessing
Last nigga who stole from us, we beat his ass and we left him
Left his ass straight for the wolves
Tryna cop a, that’s bull
My cup double, my eyes demon
It, it’s all full
I sit back while she blow dick
And while she choke it
Don’t disturb a nigga, I’m focused
Turned my emotion into a motion picture
I point a finger, huggin' on a trigger
Activist sitting all up on my liver, damn
Post killing my lungs
All these dead bodies and pain
I swear to god, I’m numb, yeah
Eearz to the streets
Eearz to the streets
All these dead bodies and pain
I swear to god, I’m numb, yeah
There’s a plan for you, yeah
by mistake
Gotta get it out of here
If you know what’s best
It’s a war outside
Gotta get it out of here
Any chance that you cat