Lyrics:

Hmm, yeah, yeah
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh

Mama come here and sit down, let`s talk
A lot of niggas want my body white chalk, so I`m
Clutchin` on this forty, hold on and run
That`s enough ammunition for both of us
Swear it`ll only take a minute, I won`t stop shootin` `til it finish, yeah
And I don`t wanna see you cry, a lot of fuck niggas wanna see me die, so
How does it feel to know
You, you just don`t know, it`s some
Other side of the grave when you slangin` iron, talk about it
These fuck niggas want me dead, two bullets in my head
Doin` life in fed, fucked up, pockets in the red

So it`s never a wrong time to slang that iron
And I gotta shoot first `cause I know that these pussy plottin` on killin` me
And I really don`t feel the way I once felt about school
Man it`s not you, it`s me, I`m
Just so fucked `bout this street, whoa-oh-oh
It`s never a wrong time to slang that iron
And I gotta shoot first `cause I know that these pussy plottin` on killin` me
And I really don`t feel the way I once felt about school
Man it`s not you, it`s me, I`m
Just so fucked `bout this street, whoa-oh-oh

And I know it`s hard but I gotta shoot `em, ain`t no killin` me
`Cause it`s never a wrong time, a wrong time to slang that
Pull up with that Glock, I can bet with thirty shots
And I, I get to shooting, I, I get to shooting
Imagine one of your opps pullin` up
Wettin` up your block, and you get popped
I just can`t do it, so sometimes a fuck boy gotta die, ooh
Now these niggas dyin`, oh, oh-whoa, oh-whoa
It`s never a wrong time

It`s never a wrong time to slang that iron
And I gotta shoot first `cause I know that these pussy plottin` on killin` me
And I really don`t feel the way I once felt about school
Man it`s not you, it`s me, I`m
Just so fucked `bout this street, whoa-oh-oh
And I know it`s hard but I gotta shoot `em, ain`t no killin` me
`Cause it`s never a wrong time, a wrong time to slang that iron