Killin Y'all

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] Black-lip bastard, destined to be a bastard Crip But I passed on it to make classic hits I pray I'm forgiven for not being down or Putting the work in that certain niggas did, reason behind they service In the pen partially why I don't write I just pull it out the wind, sometime I can't sleep at night I be thinking 'bout my friends, know they up to no good, it's all bad I seen the yellow tape at Del's and almost had a heart attack You never know with this shit, I don't understand Kids carry cannons on Instagram, but crying when the cuffs on they hands It's out my hands, it's two sides to every story And I ain't a judge or signed up for jury duty My youth was stolen moving too quick, it's sick, though Cause Vince know what I know now when I'm 26 We still moving further, hope seeds grow to be Trees and not just bushes hiding burners [Hook] Can I live without killing y'all? Please Can I live without killing y'all? Please Can I live without killing y'all? Can I live without killing y'all? Can I live without killing y'all? Can I live without-- [Verse 2: Vince Staples] Call the gang unit, they know the name, foolie I truly was built for the shit I'm in the ring cooling right by where the enemies live You know you can't kill a giant with a lucky shot Aim for the head when you fuck with God Jehovah I hopefully be speaking the colder the beat, snitching We doming your niece, homies as cold as police Momma had told us as kids never to shit where you eat And got a clip for the heat, .357, I think I'm Itch Dawg Niggas know I'm 65 'til I'm six feet Under where they took us undercovers parked on Orizaba Dogs up in the yard of the abandoned where we hide the choppers I couldn't hide from the Karma, you see, it followed me Fuck it! Get it cracking in public, these niggas rap for the fashion They want the mansion, they puppets A puppet master will bust and that chamber talk but I'm muzzled [Hook]