All you ever had was the streets
You never ever trust a soul
Can hear the anger when you speak
Never had legal goals
Rappers are your role models
Cant nobody tell you nothing
Money only thing you follow
Looking weak is out the question
You saw somebody you aint like
You wild and aint no holding back
Drama from the other night
Bandana on as mask
You aint scared of that and let em know
You pull the gun and let it blow
Wrong people get hit
Somebody shoulda let you know
Bullets aint got no name
We all heard that old saying
But the cemetery does and
Thats where you puttin us
Bullets aint got no name
We all heard that old saying
But the cemetery does and
Thats where you puttin us
He always seem to struggle
Just couldnt do right
Like he trapped under rubble
Just couldnt move right
He was in and out of trouble
Say he wanna do right
Always in some kinda scuffle
I guess he never choose right
Momma try to talk to em
But its like he never listen
Daddy try to talk to em
But its like he never listen
He started beef the other day
Thinking that he scared the other
Homie found where you stay
Shot at you but hit some others
Your hood know who it is
So you already know
Sayin they aint never scared
And they gotta let em know
They slide by homie crib
Pull the gun and let it blow
Wrong ppl get hit
Somebody shoulda let em know
Bullets aint got no name
We all heard that old saying
But the cemetery does and
Thats where you puttin us
Bullets aint got no name
We all heard that old saying
But the cemetery does and
Thats where you puttin us