Defense lyrics
by TrifeDrew
[Intro]
It's Jah, and you know that, boy!
[Verse 1]
This sh*t kill or be killed, living life in that field
My mama told me to chill, but this sh*t can get real
Got that thing on my side, with that work on the scale
Free my n*ggas in the can, pray them n*ggas get bail
I got my trap phone buzzing
Fiends steady calling like "I need something, homie"
n*ggas see chains all on me, n*ggas start hating all on me
I don’t know why they wanna take something from me
I hope these n*ggas know that
[Chorus]
I can't go nowhere without my stick on me (Stick on me)
n*ggas said they wouldn't, but they switched on me (Switched on me)
Everywhere I go, I’m on the fence, homie (Fence, homie)
I can't live my life like I'm in fear with me (Fear with me)
[Post-Chorus]
Oh, and that sh*t's tragic
Semiautomatic when I'm riding 'round in traffic
Opps praying I'm lacking, but that can't never happen
See me, I’ma have it, that sh*t became a habit