N.Y.C.H.A

Every action gon come wit a reaction If you move wit a gun You better not be scared to blast it I dont really trust niggas So my friends got subtracted Had to cut them niggas off Had to turn em into fractions Now all i do is add it Swear they was distractions I come from the gutter Had some roaches in my Mattress So i had to sleep on the couch That raid wasnt helpin out Nycha is a fucked up place Thank god i made it out Thank god i made it out Went from sleepin on the couch And my next meal was a doubt Went from stealin out them stores I had to thug it out I had to thug it out I was trappin on my skateboard I never saw a drought You dont know what its bout I was 16 touchin bands My moms hit my line like why You out & about Im on the paper route Im on the paper route Ma im on the paper route Every action gon come wit a reaction If you move wit a gun You better not be scared to blast it I dont really trust niggas So my friends got subtracted Had to cut them niggas off Had to turn em into fractions Now all i do is add it Swear they was distractions I come from the gutter Had some roaches in my mattress So i had to sleep on the couch That raid wasnt helpin out Nycha is a fucked up place Thank god i made it out