Hmm, yeah, yeah

Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh

Mama come here and sit down, let's talk

A lot of niggas want my body white chalk, so I'm

Clutchin' on this forty, hold a hundred rounds

That's enough ammunition for both of us

Swear it'll only take a minute, I won't stop shootin' 'til it finish, yeah

And I don't wanna see you cry, a lot of fuck niggas wanna see me die, so

How does it feel to know

You, you just don't know, it's some

Other side of the grave when you slangin' iron, talk about it

These fuck niggas want me dead, two bullets in my head

Doin' life in fed, fucked up, pockets in the red

So it's never a wrong time to slang that iron

And I gotta shoot first 'cause I know that these pussy plottin' on killin' me

And I really don't feel the way I once felt about school

Ma it's not you, it's me, I'm

Just so fucked 'bout this street, whoa-oh-oh

It's never a wrong time to slang that iron

And I gotta shoot first 'cause I know that these pussy plottin' on killin' me

And I really don't feel the way I once felt about school

Ma it's not you, it's me, I'm

Just so fucked 'bout this street, whoa-oh-oh

And I know it's hard but I gotta shoot 'em, ain't no killin' me

'Cause it's never a wrong time, a wrong time to slang that

Pull up with that Glock, cock it back with thirty shots

And I, I get to shooting, I, I get to shooting

Imagine one of your opps pullin' up

Wettin' up your block, and you get popped

I just can't do it, so sometimes a fuck boy gotta die, ooh

Now these niggas dyin', oh, oh-whoa, oh-whoa

It's never a wrong time

It's never a wrong time to slang that iron

And I gotta shoot first 'cause I know that these pussy plottin' on killin' me

And I really don't feel the way I once felt about school

Ma it's not you, it's me, I'm

Just so fucked up 'bout these streets, whoa-oh-oh

And I know it's hard but I gotta shoot 'em, ain't no killin' me

'Cause it's never a wrong time, a wrong time to slang that iron