on sight *

Little boy running around with that gun in his hand, he's feeling tough, but he's feeling
 like he's never enough, cause nobody ever really give a fuck, now he's feeling stuck
 with the feeling in his gut
 Cause I, I, wanna fight, if I see you with your Homies, it's on sight
 If I pull up with my homies we goin' be aight Keep on running cause I got that .40 by my side
 Why? till I die, ain't nobody wanna see me unless I die, die, till I die
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, I was running around with a fully mag in my bag, with no stacks, with
 no racks, but I got them hella straps, so we keep on running, running, running, running
 Baby, I got nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing to lose, yeah, yeah, to lose
 Cause I, I, wanna fight, if I see you with your homies, it's on sight
 If I pull up with my .40we goin' be aight
 Keep on running cause I got that .40 by my side
 Side
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah