Tight Situations (ft. Queens Most Wanted)-Lost Boyz

[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 ni**a 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 motherf**ker 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