They got jumped Forty fives, machine guns, and heavy artillery "You know we got em Forty fives, machine guns, heavy artillery We got those grenades on your ass, nigga Boss, Black Wall Street I'm in that bulletproof Maybach nigga (Teflon Don)" Nigga

Bullet in a gun (hey) But in the end, my time will come Like a bullet in a gun Blood, sweat and tears to be the one Bullet in a gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey) Gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey), gun (hey) Bullet in a gun (bu bu, hey), gun (hey), gun (bu

The bullets in the gun It's that cold place in your soul And the fire in her eyes Like wild horses when they run Now the cards are on the table and Never see it comin' It just hits you by surprise Makes you come together They used to call me lightening