Man, we don´t want much
We just want what belong to us
Man, we ain´t greedy, we hustlers, nigga
Butch

If I could talk to the old me, I´d tell him, "Watch these hoes
And them niggas gon´ rat, delete them numbers out your phone"
I left Ashland at FCI, met a plug and then got on
I could have made my brother rich, that nigga died ´fore I got home

I got the aura of a boss, ask niggas, they know my body
I´m on MSNBC talking politics with Ari
Ate sardines out the can, my birthdays ain´t have a party (None)
So apologize for what? I´m too rich to say sorry
Wrote a letter to the streets, addressed it ´Whom it may concern´

Everybody can´t go, and that shit I had to learn (I had to learn)
I be back on my bullshit when the beef get confirmed (Confirmed)
I lay on a nigga like Katt Williams´ perm

Walk the path of a king, first I saw it in my dreams now it´s happening
Ayo, Hit, we got these niggas
´Cause everytime I drive, the hood telling me, "The streets is back again"
One, two, three

If I could talk to the old me, I´d tell him, "Watch these hoes
And them niggas gon´ rat, delete them numbers out your phone"

I left Ashland at FCI, met a plug and then got on
I could have made my brother rich, that nigga died ´fore I got home

Yeah, the streets dead, can´t a soul save them, huh (Nah)
You just a rapper, that´s a bold statement (Oh, yeah)
I watched a kingpin lose and that shit fucked with my mind
I was looking up to him before my faith was in God, yeah
Take you on a ride to small towns, you get much more
First you cut class, jump off the porch, now you cut dope (For real)
Identity sealed behind that mans ´cause he cutthroat

She put somethin´ in her baggie, somethin´ in her purse so I don´t trust hoes
I usually judge these niggas by the taste of they watch
And then the pandemic hit, that started fakin´ me out
Yeah, I said "Fuck college," went straight to the block
No witnesses, better chances, guess it´s safe at the top because it´s lonely

If I could talk to the old me, I´d tell him, "Watch these hoes (Watch ´em)
And them niggas gon´ rat, delete them numbers out your phone" (Mm)
I left Ashland at FCI, met a plug and then got on (Uh)

I could have made my brother rich, that nigga died ´fore I got home

Niggas from the sandbox turn into your rivals (Yeah)
´Cause they watch you put the work in, then they feel entitled (Yup)
Pillow talk and slander but they don´t wanna try you (Nah)
It´s about what I could teach you, not what I could buy you (Woo)
What I´m capable of doing is the only thing that scares me (That´s it)
I´d have told the old me, "Don´t even let them near me" (Uh-uh)
Something ´bout the rush, you just can´t get enough of it (Woo)

Named on indictments with niggas you don´t hustle with (Uh)
They just love to tell it (Yeah), I just love to sell it (Uh)
Shit so strong, it´s still wrapped and you could smell it (Smell it)
Sitting in the spot with the work and the gun out (Fssh)
At the end, the true colors always gon´ come out, real shit

If I could talk to the old me, I´d tell him, "Watch these hoes
And them niggas gon´ rat, delete them numbers out your phone"
I left Ashland at FCI, met a plug and then got on
I could have made my brother rich, that nigga died ´fore I got home