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Off Verse All of this frustration! I spent nights under street lights Traded life for a street life. Keep a glock for a street fight. Niggas keep tryin' me look, Gotta go snatch me a soul; Gotta go snatch me some gold! Gotta keep me a L, just to cope with them Ls. Gotta keep my shit in mint condition. Hustle till its all different. Out here servin' prescription. Spent too many days yearnin' and wishin'. You ever been hungry from the pit of your soul? Ever seen what money can do to the bros? Niggas shiftin' and switchin', forgetting the code. My brodie just died cause he ain't let it blow. Gotta keep me a pole Gotta keep me a stick The streets filled with some shit. Niggas too messy, peep! Come through with a clean, sweep! Keepin' my head on a swivel I can't keep playin' the middle. Being broke it can fuck with your mental. {Hook} They see that I'm pissed off, I can't keep pissin' in buckets! When them lights is off, I gotta, I gotta go off Roaches on infestation; Police on investigation; They see that I'm under pressure My building lack water pressure I gotta, Go off! Go off! Go off! I gotta, Go off! Go off! Go off! I gotta, Go off! Go off! Go off! I gotta, Go off! Go off! Go off! Verse 2 They sprayed my cousin at his brother crib Hit em while he played 2k, I still feel the shit in my rib. Probably was dead before he heard the sound. Probably was dead before hit the ground. Came through and hit my uncle up with the choppah Dead in his kneck, wonder who next?! And I'm still losin' sleep! They dont see what I see! This pain, it runs deep! All this anger in me! If I flex, it aint for me! Disconnected, fuck' em! Opps can't live thats a fact! Reppin my shit to the max! Pushin' my limits cause fuck it! I do this shit for my cousin! I do this shit for my fam and nem! They gone play this shit for anthem! I do this shit for my gang and nem! Play with the team and we bangin them! I laid low and stayed quiet! Powered up and leveled up! If they buss, betta' duck! {Hook} They see that I'm pissed off, I can't keep pissin' in buckets! When them lights is off, I gotta, I gotta go off Roaches on infestation; Police on investigation; They see that I'm under pressure My building lack water pressure I gotta, Go off! Go off! Go off! I gotta, Go off! Go off! Go off! I gotta, Go off! Go off! Go off! I gotta, Go off! Go off! Go off! (Beat Switch) Outro: Had to take my change to the coin-star. That was, how I got my morning start. Stash box in the dresser; Potatoe for a compressor! Fucked up my re-up again! Borrow fifty from a friend. Its holes in my hoodie; Bodies hidden in my hood! I need a cig. I need a stog. I need to stay warm, heat up the stove! I need a jug buss up da grove! I need a playboy mansion, complete with a cove! Gate with a code! Put a hit on the game. Unorganized but it was orchestrated. We them boys you just prepetrating. Poision for them fucking haters! It was archaic, artisan, gotta know it was formulated.