P.S.A lyrics

[Intro]
(Pipe that sh*t up, TnT) Glah
Streets don't love nobody, but I got this feeling that I'm special (Tre made this beat)
Ahaha
For real, though, n*gga (Mama, Zachary making beats again)

[Chorus]
If you ain't on sh*t, don't stare, I be thinkin' a n*gga tryna press some'
sh*t different, I got baby girl on my side, what you think? A n*gga ain't gon' wet nothin'?
And I'm a dog when it come to the sh*t I believe in, but n*ggas ain't gon' pet nothin'
And they countin' on me 'cause we still in the deep end, so I walk with my chest up
We gon' be good, yeah, loyalty what I treasure (Uh)
Streets don't love nobody, but I got this feeling that I'm special
I'on know what to think, mane, it might be the drugs, the reason I'm paranoid
PSA for the ones in the back, I'm hoping I don't gotta show it

[Verse 1]
I ain't gon' lie, I gotta think sometimes, do I really be out my mind?
Everybody wanna be from the streets like the sh*t ain't crazy, like n*ggas ain't dying
It don't matter who you is when them bullets start flying, just another dead n*gga on a shirt, I ain't lying
Then a n*gga like me tryna work his rhymes, saying "RIP" in every damn line
Nowadays, everybody make the lame sh*t cool like if yeen go to jail, yeen earn no stripes
Stop playing, boy, I know you's a b*tch 'cause you change when you hold that pipe
I'm so sick of this sh*t, I can't fall for the hype, e'rybody doing some' they don't like
Meanwhile, n*ggas watching my move, tryna bite like I lie about this sh*t that I say on this mic
[Chorus]
If you ain't on sh*t, don't stare, I be thinkin' a n*gga tryna press some'
sh*t different, I got baby girl on my side, what you think? A n*gga ain't gon' wet nothin'?
I'm a dog when it come to the sh*t I believe in, but n*ggas ain't gon' pet nothin'
And they count on me 'cause we still in that deep end, so I walk with my chest up
We gon' be good, yeah, loyalty what I treasure (Uh)
Streets don't love nobody, but I got this feeling that I'm special
I don't know what to think, mane, it might be the drugs, the reason I'm paranoid
PSA for the ones in the back, I'm hoping I don't gotta show it

[Verse 2]
Same old, same old damn questions, n*gga keep asking me, "How are you?"
Then, of course, you got lame-ass n*ggas saying, "You hiding," b*tch, you know where I'm at like aisle two
Playing smart 'cause they know how to move when they really know they scared 'cause they know the sh*t I'll do
I ain't tryna make it seem like your boy a big hitter, but 'fore I go out like a ho, n*gga, I'll shoot
Give a f*ck where you from, you couldn't walk in my shoes, on everything I love, it ain't easy
See, I would go and prove what I do with that tool, but I know I got people who need me
They want me to suffer, good thing I ain't got a mind of a slave
The road that I took ain't have to get paved, I don't live by sins, I'on got to get saved
What a dream, n*gga

[Chorus]
If you ain't on sh*t, don't stare, I be thinkin' a n*gga tryna press some'
sh*t different, I got baby girl on my side, what you think? A n*gga ain't gon' wet nothin'?
I'm a dog when it come to the sh*t I believe in, but n*ggas ain't gon' pet nothin'
And they all countin' on me, we still in that deep end, so I walk with my chest up (Uh-huh)
We gon' be good, yeah, loyalty what I treasure
Streets don't love nobody, but I got this feeling that I'm special
I'on know what to think, mane, it might be the drugs that got a n*gga paranoid
PSA for the ones in the back, I'm hopin' I don't gotta show it, yeah (Glah)
[Outro]
Uh, uh, show it, whoa
Hopin' I'on got to show it, yeah