text: Follow me, tell me if you feel me, I think niggas is tryna kill me
  Picturin pistols, spittin hollow points til they drill me
  Keepin it real, and even if I do conceal
  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied with keepin steel
  See niggas is false, sittin in court, turned snitches
  That used to be real, but now theyre petrified bitches
  Im tryna be strong, they sendin armies out to bomb me
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Im trapped in the storm, and fuck the world til Im gone
  Bitches be warned, word is bond youll get torn
  Im bustin on Giuliani, he rubbin my niggas wrong
  And then its on, before I leave picture me
  Im spittin at punk bitches and hustlin to be free
  Watch me set it, niggas dont want it, you can get it
  Bet it make these jealous niggas mad I said it
  This Thug Life, nigga we dont cater to you hoes
  Fuck with me, have a hundred motherfuckers at ya door with .44s
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Im hard, Jehovah said Im barred from the pearly gates
  Fuck Him, I didnt wanna go to heaven anyway
  But my momma got me on my knees with my hands gripped
  Talkin bout some praise the Lord shit
  Hail Mary, fuck her, I never knew her
  Id probably screw her and dump her body in the sewer
  Our father, my pops stuck up dope spots big, black, and mean
  With the fifth by the Gabardine
  What you expected from his next of kin
  Im loco bro, but aint no Mexican
  I got nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while Im shittin
  The lesson from the Smith & Wesson is depressin
  Niggas keep stressin, the same motherfuckin question
  How many shots does it take, to make my heart stop
  And my body start to shake
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Some say Im crazy, these punk-ass cops cant fade me
  Mama tried to raise me, but had too many babies
  Papa was a motherfuckin, joke
  Used to find dope in his coat
  And nearly choked when hed tell me not to smoke
  Daaamn, dont get me started My mama smoked so goddamn much When she was pregnant Im surprised I aint retarded
  At night I cant sleep, count sheep
  As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep
  Starin at the wall, heard a scream
  Wake up in the mornin
  See the blood in the hall from the murder scene
  Dont cry, just ask why, and try not to die
  As I take you through a ghetto niggas lullaby
  On the corner, where the niggas slang they crack
  And the undercovers jack those that dont watch they back
   I daydream about the dope world
  Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirl
  My mossberg goes BOOM
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm
  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me
  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm