Thuggin’ Shidd Pt. II GrandeMarshall

[Verse 1]
In this life that we live, they say it's kill or be killed
That's why I stress to my pops, I gotta get me some steel
I turned 18 there's no more squabs, shit is real
If niggas wanna get to riffing, they'll be mixing with Smith and...
I stopped sleeping, started living off adrenaline
Soul of a hustler, heart of a Minute Man
I can't fuck with too many niggas, too many niggas is hoes
I don't pray for my fools dog, I prey on my fools
You got your friends and you got your niggas that's down to ride
You got your mans and you got them niggas that run and hide
Sometimes you only got your own and ain't words in mind
And everyone's exposed when you face the hardest times
Cause when the beef hit, niggas sleep quick
All that talk about that street shit? (Psh) yall hit feet quick
Walking through these city blocks, these niggas shine like beacons
Usually the first niggas that get sent to the deacons, Lord!
Shit is breezy, made me wanna mask every night
Hoodied up, plotting under street lights, getting bent
Keep that crucifix around my neck
Lord you know my soul so I repent
Late night, bed side, hands clenched
Keep that crucifix around my neck
Lord you know my soul so I repent
Late night, wide awake, cold sweat