Stand On 10 lyrics

[Chorus]
I ain't never counted no favor, that ho, she keep it too real for that
Tryna 'fect my craft, I'm losin' friends that I'll never get back
If I thought 'bout Red and popped these Percocets, tryna have a heart attack
You know what it's like losin' day one n*ggas to pus*ycats
Rest in peace to Tek, sh*t heart so bad I thought 'bout quittin' Percs
You used to beg me, "sh*t, slow down," I ain't think you'd OD first
Demons inside my body, 'boutta catch on fire if I go to a church
Beatin' her back and [?] bed 'til there's cream on my new T-shirt

[Verse]
Everybody know I'm havin' sh*t, so far from average
n*ggas gеt mad about a ho, boy, you can have the b*tch (Rrah)
Nothin' but switches on my Glock 'causе I got accuracy
How the f*ck you let this n*gga on the block knowin' he a snitch?
It was nothin' but ten of us at mama house, but we still had like twenty guns
pus*y n*ggas jumped me at the mall, but I ain't f*ckin' run
pus*y n*ggas jumped me and ain't take sh*t
By the end of the week, I'ma be sendin' one the bros some pape', b*tch
And you know what I mean by that
Yeah, n*ggas gettin' whacked
We ain't never play no defense, all we know is attack
Hop out, black trucks with MACs
They diss, I don't say sh*t back
'Cause when I catch you, b*tch, you whacked
On Red, n*gga
It's hard to sleep with twenty thousand on your head, n*gga
I don't give f*cks 'bout no bread, n*gga, I'll share it with ya
So many shots in this b*tch, your arm hurtin', then I'ma spray it with ya
They got me on the news without permission to use my f*ckin' picture
n*ggas always talkin' all that sh*t like they some f*cking killers
Like I ain't grow up in the zoo 'round some f*ckin' gorillas
I missed, I bet lil' Ty gon' get him
Send bro the drop and say, "Go get 'em"
5.56s and them 7.62s known to rip through your liver
All these n*ggas dissin' knowin' they pus*y wait 'til I catch up with you
Aim that b*tch at your head, make it look like he brought some ketchup with him
n*ggas talkin' sh*t like they don't know that I'm gon' catch up with 'em
DOA on arrival, f*ck n*gga should've brought a stretcher with him
R.I.P. to Red, you know my big brother always kept it with him
Evil thoughts in my head just make me wanna up and stretch a n*gga
I'll put sh*t to bed, watch how you play it, before I catch ya, n*gga
Before the rap, I was a stepper, n*gga
[Chorus]
I ain't never counted no favor, that ho, she keep it too real for that
Tryna 'fect my craft, I'm losin' friends that I'll never get back
If I thought 'bout Red and popped these Percocets, tryna have a heart attack
You know what it's like losin' day one n*ggas to pus*ycats
Rest in peace to Tek, sh*t heart so bad I thought 'bout quittin' Percs
You used to beg me, "sh*t, slow down," I ain't think you'd OD first
Demons inside my body, 'boutta catch on fire if I go to a church
Beatin' her back and [?] bed 'til there's cream on my new T-shirt