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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 it's way too many homicides Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding Fucked 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 Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile Gotta keep it stashed up for the trial Material intentions got her playing foul I'm in rare form like a hyena runnin' wild All the opps getting gunned down I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And it's way too many homicides Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding Fucked 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 Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numb 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 a crazy feeling just to lose a child Have a one-on-one with God, yeah, it 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?" Knowing I'm involved But we gon' slide back when it's dying down I don't know who opps no more You look crazy, I'm firing rounds I love the streets, it's a portion of me I came from nothing to "The Voice of the Streets" I got blood in the streets The way he died, I advised he died in his sleep That's the trenches I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid And it's way too many homicides Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding Fucked 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 Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile Public conversation got you touching clouds Pop the wrong pill, hit the wrong dial Ain't no visitation waiting for the trial Took my last name, this ain't 'bout the child Real classy jazzy, but don't do no trolling Gotta treat you like dead when you playing 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 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 it's way too many homicides Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi Broken hearted, fuck my bitch every night I don't know her name, she wanna have my child Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile