"Dead Man Walking" lyrics
"Dead Man Walking"
(2026)
Babe, when the morning comes, I've got places I need to be
So don't wait by the phone, you know you'll never hear from me
When this beef shit got real, it wasn't nobody but us
In them cars every night, it wasn't nobody but us
Anywhere it can go down, in my gun I trust
I ain't just rappin' 'bout this shit, I really make my chopper bust
You ain't gotta choose or pick a side, it's already all 'gainst us
You ain't never caught a soul, you never felt that rush
You ain't never got hit with that fire, you ain't feel it either
The only thing goin' through your mind is how you finna get even
All the hits are doublin' my head, it created a reaper
I don't give a fuck 'bout what they sayin', I'm killin' for my people
Even on them blocks, blocks tryna catch 'em loafin' and catch a hat
You ain't never been on a drill, knowin' this time you might not make it back
Man, be careful how you drive, wrong move, I'm on that car
You can try to run from me, last nigga ain't make it far
You can see it in my eyes, inside I'm empty, the streets tore me apart
I wasn't playin' at the playground, I was lettin' them guns spark
The beef so real, if I wasn't on the block, then I had my gun in school
I was ready to die or go to jail like I ain't got nothin' to lose
You can't play me like no bitch, I got blood on my boots
You ever thought a nigga died, then check the news and he pulled through I'm in the streets, next time I'ma gun him, when I catch him, then I'm through When that last nigga died, I knew it way before the news
I ain't braggin' like this cool, this my real life
Knowin' one day I gotta go, this shit here real life
I lost my dogs to the street, don't expect me to fuck with you
He got on the stand before this time, that shit was nothin' new
It's okay when you hit the streets, I got a surprise for you
I know some niggas who ain't gettin' that call and I was ready to die for you
Walk alone in the street, they say I'm a dead man walkin'
I don't want nobody cryin' when they bury me in a coffin
My girl prayin', she tryna help me fight the demons off me
Help me fight the demons off me
Before I ever found love, I found it in my Glock (Glock)
Everything I ever needed to know, I learned it from the block (From the block)
Seen so much shit at a young age, in the backseat, booted up (I'm booted)
We ain't cry when it was war, nigga, we suited up (We suited up)
When Quan died, they said, "Fuck him," I told 'em, "Bet it up" (Aight, bet)
Bro called him lackin', shh, I respond to add him up (Up)
They tried to pick him up, they seen a nigga face rip
Wanted a nigga dead so bad, emptied a whole clip (Bah, bah, bah)
Bitch, catch my drift, you see me come, don't fall or trip
He thinkin' somethin', but he ain't seen nothin' 'til he seen me
The opps was already dyin' way before they went up three (Facts)
They ain't lyin' 'bout me, you think it's sweet, then, nigga, come and see (Come on)
Walk alone in the street, they say I'm a dead man walkin'
I don't want nobody cryin' when they bury me in a coffin
My girl prayin', she tryna help me fight the demons off me
Help me fight the demons off me
No, I ain't braggin' 'bout this shit, this my real life
I know one day I gotta leave, this shit here real life
This shit here real life
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