Callin' My Name (feat. Mistah F.A.B.)

This that new shit nigga
 Follow my lead bitch
 I prolly smoked alot of hop in my weed befo
 And it made a nigga crazy but I'm loungin tho
 Niggas hope that they gun stay from round me yo
 Call up cause be like "blood need a pound of that dro"
 Times is gettin hectic man I'll pay you back later
 Fightin a case cause ya boy done went to school with a kata
 I felt nothin man it's really nuthin
 It's been so long since Jacka felt somethin
 I keep comin with lines that keep numbin ya face like coke lines
 She keep hummin the background, what that sound like?
 Shit, I shoulda stayed in school or somethin
 Now I'm fresh out the county huntin down my runners
 You feel me?
 I, hit the block high
 make the song cry
 got the eyes of a snake
 never blink never cry
 I, only move weight so I can live one time, I'm a real nigga you can hear it in my rhymes
 Today I opend the paper
 Seen about 5 of my niggas, 2 got hit with a kata
 2 got hit with a nine 1 in critical condition
 Plus they found my niggas mama on the shore with that fish
 That's why I smoke alot bo in blunt & I
 Pull the ski mask down hoppin out the suicides
 I'm on a suicide, don't really care if I die
 Cause so many of my niggas done died, & it's like a jungle
 Sometimes I wonder how I keep from goin under
 Plus these mothafuckas keep, stealing my bundle
 But I'm a nutso, from west o you must know
 Catch me in a Marauder with ya baby mama
 I'm a baby gorilla got banana clips for the drama
 Knock a nigga off than feed him to the piranhas
 Gotta be around for when my son come out my baby mama
 Man my life ain't no walk in the park
 I spent many nights alone, in the cold, lost in the dark
 Me & my sister, nothin but death can break us apart
 Inside I'm superman ain't nothin breakin this heart
 Yeah mama ain't raised no punk, taught me the basics
 Never graze shit, whenever it's funk
 Taught me to reign shit, take shit, whenever I want
 And if a nigga like "whassup? ", then leave him with lumps
 That's exactly what I do, follow my mamas rules
 Of e, not d, cause that's what my mama use
 I'm thuggin dude, I drug abuse, look at me
 I'm from the gutter why the fuck should I be happy?
 My hair nappy, plus I grew up broke, And I'm still livin broke, what I grow up for?
 I wish they never had me shoulda let me go
 If you feelin how I'm feelin yo let me know
 Might twist up some rope & just let me blow
 Rob make the beat hot & just let me flow
 The dope I chase the hood boys know my face
 I'm runnin stuck in place, man there's no escape