Wicked Life

Not a single to trust in this wicked life I live
 Gotta keep a weapon tuck In case somebody wanna trip
 It's either you or me so ima empty out the clip
 Never been a bitch I'm quick to handle my own shit
 Nothing nice about my life, committing crimes is routine
 You turn your back, you can jacked or get smoked like a fiend
 It's not the way It used to be, now it's stabbing and blasting
 Everybody packing to subtract em' busting missions with fashion
 Hesitate to let it bang - could be a deadly mistake
 Move with caution bodies dropping ain't no calming the pain
 It's been darker these nights, in the city of lights
 Either you hustle or you struggle but only the strong survive
 It doesn't matter what side, or where you reside
 Is where you at, gotta be first to attack, wasting no time
 Hear what I'm saying, even your homies will leave you hanging
 Facing interrogation got em' pointing and blaming
 These situations, happen often, not surprising at all
 The reason why I might be solo, so they don't see em' fall
 You can't predict the cycle, never know when you'll see a rival
 It's Survival of the fittest, a Homicidal Wicked Psycho
 Not a single to trust in this wicked life I live
 Gotta keep a weapon tuck Incase somebody wanna trip
 Its either you or me so ima empty out the clip
 Never been a bitch im quick to handle my own shit