G-unit Footprints Lyrics

Footprints Lyrics

Walk with meeeee..." 

[Young Buck] Ay if you hear me out there 

"Walk with meeeee..." 

[Young Buck] I get down on my knees every night and say 

"Walk with meeeee..." 

[Young Buck] Hahahaha, yeah 

"Walk with meeeee..." 

[Young Buck] I'm goin to war, I'm goin to WAR! 



[Verse One: Young Buck] 

You never know when death's comin, all you hear is gunshots 

Lil' kids get to runnin, old ladies get off the block 

When the poppin the truck music comes to a stop 

Niggaz get on the floor with they front doors locked 

Syringes and sirens the only thing on the street 

People act like they don't know who did it, but they notice me 

Every day's a death threat, but I ain't dead yet 

So I go put a hole in a nigga from the next set 

Don't know where I slept at, just know where my tec at 

It's the first of the month, my bitch ain't got her check yet 

Juvie left me in California, I don't respect that 

I love him too much to beef, so I'ma accept that 

But I'ma just step back, and focus on Buck 

Tired of ridin in yours, I'm bout to buy my own truck 

Got to try my own luck, "Get Rich or Die Tryin'" 

It's G-Unit 'til I'm gone, Lord knows I ain't lyin niggaz 



[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X] 

First there was two sets of footprints in the sand 

Then there was one set of footprints in the sand 

When times get hard and shit hits the fan 

God don't walk with me, he carry me man 



[Verse Two: Young Buck] 

You don't know what I been through to get what I done got 

If you looked through a scope, you couldn't hit what I done shot 

Couldn't flip what I done copped, couldn't tip what I done topped 

I murder you all-talk like a clip without a glock 

When you holla G-Unit on some other shit 

You need to do the research, and see who you fuckin wit 

I smoke all your weed up, go run up your Beeza 

Your baby momma want me, I don't want that skeeza 

She's scratched my Beema, but I ain't seen-her 

When I catch the bitch, I'ma gangsta lean-her - WHOA 

We be playin in them videos, with them pretty hoes 

Cash bucks and the key bitches and New York City hoes 

They learned it from Lil' Kim to let they titties show 

I'm the King of the South, this is how it really goes 

Lord knows, I keep all my jewels froze 

As long as the check come, then FUCK the award shows 

You know me nigga 



[Chorus] 



[Verse Three: Young Buck] 

Half of these kids never read the Bibles 

But they can tell you how to kill a man better than I do 

The reason they fucked up, they all been lied to 

I know what it feels like when a nigga misguide you 

My momma stay in the projects and I been havin money 

I went bought her a house, but she told me she ain't want it 

(What?) Right then I understood that the hood's in my blood 

So I hollered CASH REAL, lettin 'em know where I'm from 

Niggaz know I got a gun when I come to the club 

And if it go down, you better tell your people to duck 

Why should I slow down, I just got started targettin artists 

Wait 'til the bullets start hoppin out the cartridge 

I come to get it poppin, pray to God the news watchin 

So when they see 'em snitch niggaz'll know who got 'em 

We came from the bottom to the top, from hoopties to a drop 

And kill or be killed is the attitude I got nigga 



[Chorus] 



[Young Buck] 

I know you prayin I get killed nigga 

He who fears death is in denial 

50 told you niggaz, Young Buck showed you niggaz 

Banks! FREE YAYO! 

And tell the bitch ass niggaz put they vest on 

I'M HERE NOW!