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