Plottin - Maino, Uncle Murda

I can feel you watching

I can feel the hate

I can see you plottin' on murder man

Word on the streets is that you want me for dead

I can tell you’re talking, I can hear the lies

I know you won’t forgive me, want end my life

Word on the streets is you want me for dead

But when the shots start fire

Everybody won’t stop fire

Really bloodshed 'pon your empire

want me for dead

When the choppa start rise up, off with your head

Shot’ll 'cause a riot

All me see is red busting my tire

want me for dead

I can feel lots of deceiving, niggas scheming

I could see them, I’m not dreaming

But I got defense like the Heat bench

One word I can reach them by the cement

Many men gonna plot many try

Many men shot, many more gonna die

Run up on me then they better kill I

But they rather swallow gasoline then look me in the eye

Niggas want to see me hooked to an IV

Doctors standing over me, my mama yelling Why me?

Is it really beef or do it come to jealousy

So I got the nine spraying death to all my enemies

I got guns like Contra, look me in the eyes

Who want to test the rocket launcher

Left right get punished like Broner

Step into the danger zone you a goner

I come from the projects but no longer live there

You couldn’t tell me I wasn’t gon' get killed there

I made it out boy but it wasn’t easy

Fuck being hungry I had to be greedy

Aggressive and fouling, yeah I was all that

What you see in gangsta movies I did all that

Let’s talk about big chains and Rolies I own

I don’t talk about shit over my phone

I’m in my red Benz they call that my Blood whip

I’m in my blue Porsche they call that my Crip whip

Shots fired, man down

Me and Main run New York hands down

With some day one niggas that won’t put them grams down

And some A-1 niggas that’ll pull them vans 'round

You hear that choppers busting, feel like Scarface

Get too fucked by the repercussion

But I ain’t dying at the end

I see the niggas coming