Open Fire

"Alright now, here we go"

Tell me, how many real motherf***ers feel me? I smoke a blunt

And freak the funk until these jealous motherf***ers kill me

I'm out the gutter, pick a hero

I'm 165 and staying high til I die, my competition's zero

'Cause I could give a f*** about you, better duck

Or I'll be forced to hit yo a** up I give a f***

I'm sick inside my mind, why you sweatin' me?

It's gonna take an army full of crooked a** cops to come and get me

N****s know I ain't the one to sleep on, I'm under pressure

Gotta sleep with my piece, an extra clip beside my dresser

Word to God I've been ready to die since I was born

I don't want no s*** but n****s trip and yo it's on

Open fire on my adversaries, don't even worry

Better have on a vest aim for the chest and then you buried

It's a man's world, n****s get played, another stray

Hope I live to see another day, hey

I'm getting sweated by these under covers, who can I trust?

Got my mama stressin' thinkin' it's a drug bust

Gotta get paid but all the drama that's attached

We living a Drug Life, Thug Life, each day could be my last

Will I blast when it's time to shoot? Don't even ask

That's the consequences when ya livin', fast

Six bricks of tricks, for my n****s, I gotta come up

And recoup, you keep the dope just bring me six figures

Is it a bust? I hear the sirens, run for cover

Over the fence and open fire, "Alright now, here we go"

These motherf***ers on my a** I'm in traffic, will it be tragic?

I'm comin' round the corner like I'm Magic

Doin' ninety on the freeway, and hittin' switches

In a high speed chase with these punk b****es

Don't turn around I ain't givin' up, cause they don't worry me

P**** a** b****es better bury me

Runnin' outta gas time to park it, I'm on foot

We in the hood, how the f*** they gon' catch a crook? Haha

I got away cause I'm clever

Went to my neighbors for a favor now you know players stick together

I watch the scene from the rooftop, spittin' loogies

At the coppers that pursue me, biotch!

I be a hustler til it's over, motherf***er

Open fire on you busta's, "Alright now, here we go"

Don't try to follow me, I'm headed outta state

I gotta pay my f***in' bills, so I'm transportin' weight

Change my plates, pick up my n****, and now we rollin'

Droppin' keys like they stolen, hehe

Tell me who do you fear? I'm outta town until the coast is clear

Enough dope to last a year

They got me running from the police, nowhere to go

With the lights out, rollin' down a dirt road

But I ain't goin' alive, I'd rather die than be a convict

I'd rather fire on my target

I hit the corner doing ninety, ah s***!

Them b****es right behind me

They take a shot and hit my f***in' tires

Now, jump out the car then I open fire, sucka'! Ha ha ha, thug life!