it's ugly out here in the outfield
young bulls up against it
young bulls up against it
young bulls up against it
young bulls up against it
he got a text when he was snorin'
they gave him some slugs outside the club
every nigga he knocked down
stayed in the dirt like a archaeologist
according to the biologist
he ain't really caring though
made his heart cold when his momma died
only got love for the little homies
and they'll take a bullet in the head for him
young bulls up against it
young bulls up against it
young bulls up against it
young bulls up against it
statistics show this ain't a lie
good girls want a bad guy
a real man to take care of their obligations
brush their daughter hair
never got a chance to repent when they killed him in his car
got them little niggas trippin'
niggas on they young shit
guilty by affili' end up gettin' you shot
ain't no movin' or duckin'
hopin' 'hova'll touch him
she sayin' to her baby boy: