Last Name

This ain't a diss song, this a real song

Nigga, we ain't runnin' from no responsibilities

I take care of families

I'm embarrassed over this mess that I done caused

I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid

And it's way too many homicides

Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding

Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry

Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi

Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night

I don't know her name, she wanna have my child

Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild

Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile

Gotta keep it stashed up for the trial

Material intentions got her playing foul

I'm in rare form like a hyena runnin' wild

All the opps getting gunned down

I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid

And it's way too many homicides

Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding

Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry

Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi

Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night

I don't know her name, she wanna have my child

Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild

Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile

I lost connections to the streets and I was in denial

I seen a grown man shed tears 'cause he lost his trial

I said, the streets a crazy feeling just to lose a child

Have a one-on-one with God, yeah, it been a while

I woke up paranoid off drugs

I said, "I'm tired now"

I answer my phone in the middle of the night

Like, "Who done died now?"

Knowing I'm involved

But we gon' slide back when it's dying down

I don't know who opps no more

You look crazy, I'm firing rounds

I love the streets, it's a portion of me

I came from nothing to "The Voice of the Streets"

I got blood in the streets

The way he died, I advised he died in his sleep

That's the trenches

I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid

And it's way too many homicides

Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding

Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry

Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi

Brokenhearted, fuck my bitch every night

I don't know her name, she wanna have my child

Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild

Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile

Public conversation got you touching clouds

Pop the wrong pill, hit the wrong dial

Ain't no visitation waiting for the trial

Took my last name, this ain't 'bout the child

Real classy jazzy, but don't do no trolling

Gotta treat you like dead when you playing bogus

See, Pluto you my brother gotta stay focused

Sometimes I get in my feelings too

I wish I wore a Trojan

They tryna go viral off DMs that's why I'm antisocial

I'm just tryna teach the killers not to use emotion

I got a whole bitch, don't think about my old bitch

I'm just tryna live my life and catch this moment

I can't go to sleep, I'm paranoid

And it's way too many homicides

Bought a hunnid guns, got my niggas sliding

Fucked the bitch once, now she wanna cry

Snitches told the Feds, I had an alibi

Broken hearted, fuck my bitch every night

I don't know her name, she wanna have my child

Laughing to the bank, got me runnin' wild

Numb to the pain, so I keep a smile