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