Lyrics: Jacob Birch
Music: Jacob Birch
You hear gunshots daylight or night
In the 501
Shout out to them junkies cross the street
They still on the run
He brought his knife
But he shoulda brought his ****in gun
My neighbors cuttin trees down
They can't afford their power bill
Sometimes you gotta cheat to get ahead
Yeah you know the deal
Just to survive in the 501
You know we gotta rob and steal
Ain't got no happy meal
Ain't go no happy feelings
I don't send warning shots, bitch
I don't shoot at the ceiling
I made a lot of enemies
They tryna stop my breathing
They can take my freedom
But can't stop my heart from beating
Either gon kick the door down
Or I'm gon pick thΠ΅ lock
I keep this choppa on me
Try me you get linΠ΅d in chalk
I got my old bitch so mad
I don't give second chances
I'm with my new bitch in the whip
She smoking secondhanded
You hear gunshots daylight or night
In the 501
Shout out to them junkies cross the street
They still on the run
He brought his knife
But he shoulda brought his ****in gun
My neighbors cuttin trees down
They can't afford their power bill
Sometimes you gotta cheat to get ahead
Yeah you know the deal
Just to survive in the 501
You know we gotta rob and steal
I'm gon find a way or make one
If I don't got a plate I take one
They said I went away and changed
I'm still Bongobirch the same one
I'm still from Pulaski County
Yeah same one would knock yo head off
And my ring look like a Super Bowl ring
But without the playoffs
They told me quit
With that rapping shit
That it ain't gon pay off
I'm too committed
I just won't admit it
I can't take a day off
Said let's get it
Don't get it twisted
What y'all saying way off
I was afflicted by these ****in fake friends
I had to scrape off
You hear gunshots daylight or night
In the 501
Shout out to them junkies cross the street
They still on the run
He brought his knife
But he shoulda brought his ****in gun
My neighbors cuttin trees down
They can't afford their power bill
Sometimes you gotta cheat to get ahead
Yeah you know the deal
Just to survive in the 501
You know we gotta rob and steal