Rugged

Was out the window with the chopper, how many bodies it get

Tool out, robbin' all them ni**as I hit

I would drive my mama crazy, but she still love her jit

Junkies knockers at the door, tryna get 'em a fix, man

The street life get rugged

I got youngins out here thuggin'

And they'll bust your a*s for nothin', woah (They will, they will)

They'll bust your a*s for nothin', yeah

I said the street life rugged (Rugged, my ni**a)

I got youngins out here thuggin' (They out here thuggin', my ni**a)

And they'll touch your a*s for nothin', hey

Said they'll touch your a*s for nothin'

And I'm like f**k that, mama, these what these streets raised me

Ni**a playin' games, know these boys gon' have to take me

Thirty on the Glock, hopin' this shit save me

A ni**a catch me lackin', then I know that they gon' spray me

Thirty on the Glock, I'm tryna let these ni**as have it

Ni**as playin' games, they can catch me all in traffic

I ain't with that talkin', I'ma up it, I'ma blast it (Yeah)

Ayy, know lil' Jalen whack sh*t, I clap shit

How many times these ni**as said they gon' ride for me?

How many times these ni**as said that they gon' die for me? (How many times?)

But when it came down to that time, they wasn't gon' slide for me (They wasn't)

Yeah, when it came down to that time, ain't slang no iron for me

Kept it trill with ni**as

I felt that in my heart, I kept it real with ni**as (I kept it real, I kept it real)

And if they playin' games, I'll peel them ni**as

Oh, if they playin' games, I'll drill them ni**as

I'm for real, lil' ni**a

The street life get rugged (It do, it do)

I got youngins out here thuggin' (I got youngins out here)

And they'll bust your a*s for nothin', woah (They will, they will)

They'll bust your a*s for nothin', yeah (They will, they will)

I said the street life rugged

I got youngins out here thuggin' (I got youngins out here)

And they'll touch your a*s for nothin', hey (They will, they will)

Said they'll touch your a*s for nothin'

Ni**as swung the block and hit my dawg up

Now I'm ridin' 'round with a semiautomatic tucked

I don't give a f**k, I'ma touch all 'em (Don't care)

I don't give a f**k, I'ma touch all 'em (I don't care)

'Cause if you ridin' for the ni**a

Best believe you dyin' with the ni**a

And if you slidin' 'bout your ni**a

Oh, slang that iron 'bout your ni**a, slang that iron 'bout your ni**a, yeah

Like murder she wrote, murder she wrote (Murder)

This shit's like murder she wrote (It's like murder), murder she wrote (It's like murder)

Murder she wrote (It's like murder), murder she wrote (It's like murder)

This shit's like murder she wrote (Murder), murder she wrote