Smokin' dope, loadin' bullets in my clip for you
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Just ride through his hood and when I see that chump
But um, this weekend I got some time
Starin' at candles, high on drugs
Till I stop seeing those Impala headlights
My bullet proof on run, flats late at the night
I'ma jump out the truck and dump my gun
I use to drive a AC and kept a Mac in the engine
And you could beg me to stop but I just keep
Schemin' on you niggaz
Schemin' on you niggaz
I really ain't got time for you bitch ass niggaz
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
I sit up all night and plot on your head nigga
Eventually it happens like this
(Uh, huh)
You not playin' me like the neighborhood bitch
If that's what it is, nigga I'ma live
Then I circle my block to make sure it's smooth
Nowadays is hard to kill
Starin' at candles, high on drugs
You know what I'm sayin'?
Is this is it, baby?
We the best nigga, we back nigga
Starin' at candles, high on drugs
In my rear view mirror these cars, they follow me
(Oh my God)
(Son wake up)
(Ayo, Mary)
I feel like I'm crazy, my brain on drugs
Yeah, that's right, you know how we do it nigga
Be careful where you pull that trigger, they got you on film
Ain't no maybe
It's like they forgot or somethin', I come poppin' for you nigga
Nigga think it's gon' be a fight
By myself in my four corner room watchin' Hard Boiled
Schemin' on you niggaz, Mac 10 handle
Too much of that gangsta music, nah, this reality rap
At the club with his boys, at the mall with his bitch
I'm so impulsive, I start gunnin' right in front of Jesus, Mary and Joseph
I'ma look for Cuz
Hit me on a song and say, P pop a lot off shit
I be alone in my hot ass room
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Like a baby
(Yea we could fit 'em in, put 'em in the schedule)
I ain't even wipin' my sweat, it's keepin' me cool
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
I really go through it in interrogation rooms
I sit alone in my dirty ass room
I sit alone in my dirty ass room
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
Coulda, shoulda, woulda shot back, you too hasty
They got eyes in the sky, we under surveillance
I don't give a fuck who you wit, daytime, where the fuck we at
Schemin' on you niggaz
(We comin', we comin', nigga)
All alone wit my hand on Mac 10 handle
(Should he speak out)
Gotta watch what I say, they tappin' my cell phone
Talk to my lawyer, shit
I sit alone in my dirty ass room
So I bust rights and lefts, lefts and rights
(Uh, huh)
Schemin' on you niggaz
(If he should happen to write your name down)
It's not a fuckin' game
Schemin' on you niggaz
Oh, we comin' nigga believe that
Starin' at candles, high on drugs
Isn't it that stingy mothafucka
Puttin' pressure on the trigger 'til you fast asleep
They wanna sneak and peak inside of my home
I don't crack, nigga, I don't got none for ya
That on star on your car track everywhere you've been
I sit alone in my dirty ass room
I sit alone in my dirty ass room
Death comes to those who wind me up
And it's on and poppin', high on drugs, that's right
You ain't neva been do it so you scared of that kinda shit
Starin' at candles, high on drugs
(Oh, we comin')
Before I go upstairs to my four corner room
I'm paranoid and it's not the weed
Have you heard of a dude named?
We runnin' around gettin' this money on tour
Starin' at candles, high on drugs
Schemin' on you niggaz
You know what I'm sayin'? I might just put some work in
I sit alone in my dirty ass room
(Yo, it's the P)
I ain't even sweatin' you niggaz, I'ma find you
You betta stop, drop and roll nigga
