[Lyric] Hunting Season (Big Stealf)

They say you ain’t really made it till they want you dead
It’s a lot of niggas out here aiming for ya spot
Even niggas you called fam yall was breaking bread
Now he coming at ya head all this for a Thot
These situations never end well
Bullets aimed at ya tem pell
You made a move but ya homies next to kin fell
Family functions turn to screams a la cyndell
Hell that chopper spit like principle pim pel
Now niggas flying through them red lights and stop signs
Blood stains all over ya cream interior
Lil homie 16 he won’t stop cryin
A young king be headed
You feel inferior
Retaliation gun clapping a round of applause
You finna go and show these niggas where the fuck you from
A slow creep from the Jeep a silenced exhauste
South side muhfucka niggas better run

Them pistols poppin windows locking niggas better duck
Lasers out the truck Spray it up we never gave a fuck
This for all my niggas that ain’t get to live it up
Fuck what hood you from fuck what click you with nigga what
We wet the whole block up hydrants in the summer
Niggas thought shit was sweet your street goin need a plumber
Tires hit a skrt they work and burn rubber
Speed around the block toss Glocks and take cover uh
Mission accomplished can’t none of the niggas stop us
We don’t die we multiply nigga put that on favas
Turn on the news they breaking a story live
The only victims innocent shawty was on five