This ain't a diss song, this a real song Nigga, we ain't runnin' from no responsibilities I take care of families I'm embarrassed over this mess that I done caused I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And there's way too many homicides Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin' Fuck the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the feds, I had an alibi Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile Gotta keep it stashed up for the trial Material intentions, gotta play a foul I'm a rare form, like a hyena runnin' wild All the opps gettin' gunned down I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And there's way too many homicides Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin' Fuck the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the feds, I had an alibi Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile I lost connections to the streets and I was in denial I seen a grown man shed tears 'cause he lost his trial I said the streets are crazy, feeling just to lose a child Have a one-on-one with God, yeah, been a while I woke up paranoid off drugs, I said, I'm tired now I answer my phone in the middle of the night Like who done died now? Knowin' I'm involved But we gon' slide by when it dyin' down I don't know who opps no more You look crazy, I'm firin' rounds I love the streets, it's a portion of me I came from nothin', to the voice of the streets I got blood in the streets The way he died, I advise he died in his sleep That's the trenches, yeah, yeah I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And there's way too many homicides Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin' Fuck the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the feds, I had an alibi Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile Public conversation got you touchin' clouds Popped the wrong pill, hit the wrong dial Ain't no visitation, waitin' for the trial Took my last name, this ain't 'bout the child Real classy Jazzy, when don't do no trollin' Gotta treat you like you dead when you playin' bogus See, Pluto, you my brother, gotta stay focused Sometimes I get in my feelings, too, I wish I wore a Trojan They tryna go viral off of DMs, that's why I'm antisocial I'm just tryna teach the killers not to use emotion I got a whole bitch, don't think about my old bitch I'm just tryna live my life and catch this moment I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And there's way too many homicides Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin' Fuck the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the feds, I had an alibi Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile We ain't even get no sleep 'round this shit You make a temporary decision That caused permanent pain Shit ain't goin' nowhere (I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid) (And there's way too many homicides) That hood mentality feel like you can go through anything, nigga (Bought a hundred guns, got my niggas slidin') (Laughin' to the bank, got me runnin' wild) (Numbed to the pain, so I keep a smile)