Up Against It

It's ugly out here in the outfield

Every day, somebody get killed

They losin', they ain't winnin'

They fonkin' heavy, mayne, they in it

They ain't just talkin', they really livin'

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

They ain't just talkin', they really livin', nigga

Young bulls up against it (Ugh!)

He got a text when he was snorin'

Top of the morn', when you get up, punch my horn

'Member they nigga, they funkateer?

Well, that nigga's no longer, bruh, that nigga outta here

They gave him some slugs outside the club

Every nigga he knocked down, it was out of love

Stayed in the dirt like a archaeologist

Hop in his system, according to the biologist

Money on his membrane, he ain't really caring though

Ride with the .45, what he got to fear for?

Tuck it in the console, he's slidin' Tesla

Certified shooter, now who lip wrestler

Daddy in the feds, momma testified

Made his heart cold when his momma died

Only got love for the little homies

And they'll take a bullet in the head for him

They losin', they ain't winnin'

They fonkin' heavy, mayne, they in it

They ain't just talkin', they really livin'

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

They ain't just talkin', they really livin', nigga

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Statistics show this ain't a lie

For some reason, good girls want a bad guy

They don't want a square

A real man to take care of their obligations

Brush their daughter hair

Never read the Bible, never thanked the Lord

Never got a chance to repent when they killed him in his car

5.56's, .223's

Pass the hat around, family GoFundMe's

Got them little niggas trippin', loading up the drumstick

Fuck the other side, niggas on they young shit

Nigga get they lung hit, you wit' 'em or not

Guilty by affili' end up gettin' you shot

Momma know it's smoke, ain't no movin' or duckin'

She prayin' for her baby, hopin' 'Hova'll touch him

She sayin' to her baby boy: " You gon' fear something"

But it's too late, them boys is comin', they dumpin'

They losin', they ain't winnin'

They fonkin' heavy, mayne, they in it

They ain't just talkin', they really livin'

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

They ain't just talkin', they really livin', nigga

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Don't lose your faith, let 'em tell you the fonk'll never end

A lot of times fonk can be squashed if you got a mutual friend

Somebody that's family or next of kin

Somebody that's reputable in the streets and in the pen

Swallow your pride, 'cause pride is really a sin

I can't talk to the homie, Granny told him that death is on him

Some niggas stuck in the way that they think

Stretch's Granny out, had a stroke, she can't blink

Can't eat by himself, he sick and bed-ridden

Choppa got to spittin', the copper and lead hit him

Poppa got to trippin', the scene was yellow ribbon

Granny said, "Forgive him and pray the Lord with him"

Real talk, though, we gotta tighten up

You know the powers that be, they try to hype it up

You know it's power in "we", so why we fighting us

And he ain't really tryna hear it, he was like us, bam

They losin', they ain't winnin'

They fonkin' heavy, mayne, they in it

They ain't just talkin', they really livin'

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

Young bulls up against it (up against it)

They ain't just talkin', they really livin', nigga

Young bulls up against it (up against it)