Tight Situations

[Verse 1]

I'm in this slight situation

I'm at this chick's crib uptown

niggas try to come through

and lock you down

it seems like a setup

now niggas try to run me from the door

half a second of gun play

then I made my detour

a shot through the glass

at the balcony

how could she

set me up like that

I call my balance and shot back

I'm jettin down the fire escape

outside it's rainin

I'm takin five steps at a time

and the meat is gainin on me

my niggas try to warn me

with my steppin

it's good though

cause on the low a nigga had his weapon

I'm jettin down this dead end real

I hit the street I got no jacket on my back

but I got Timbs on my feet

play my life with a fortune

back against the wall

I'm lookin for my enemies

I'm searchin for them all

no bullets bein fired

so now a nigga's jettin to the corner

that's where a nigga's settin

I put away my burner

now I'm searchin for the train

the only motherfucker with no coat

I'm in the rain

as deep walkers walkin

I gotta play it cool

even though this thermal that I wore covered up my tool