Uh (DY Krazy)
I´m in the A right now
I had to get the A vibe real quick, man
On foenem, back with D-Weezy, go

I was on death row
I ain´t never met Snoop, I ain´t never met Suge
Nigga living like a thug like I´m Pac, though (Thug Life, nigga)
I knew I could hit my cuz for that Glock, though (Blaow)
When them times got hard, I was sellin´ coke (Sellin´ coke)
Wanted mama on my side, had to let her know
Seventeen I bought a nine, had to let it blow (Uh)
Now a nigga on the grind, I got five on my schedule (Bitch)

Herbo really quiet, I can´t lie ´bout my cheddar tho´ (Uh)
Really was outside on the nine with Berettas, oh
No bap, I ain´t lyin´, I got five on my schedule

So if I text "Outside", come outside how I tell her (Bitch)
I ain´t regular, I knew she was a vibe when I met her
I rock thousand dollar sweaters, bitches love me like Coachella
Tell her give me some
I respect you don´t address me like I´m anyone (Swear)
Bitch is messy thick, she there, she got her titties done (Titties done)
Oh, she a dime in her city, huh? (Huh)
She like lemon lime with her Henny, huh?
You ain´t choosin´ niggas, you get diamonds from any em´
´Round the way girl, I can line up with twenty ´em
But that ho so fine, it don´t make me nothin´

Broski tried to smash, she ain´t give you nothin´
Still gotta slide in my ride with a fifty drum
City dumb, I can´t have no fun, I got fifty guns (For real), nigga

I was on death row
I ain´t never met Snoop, I ain´t never met Suge
Nigga living like a thug like I´m Pac, though
I knew I could hit my cuz for that Glock, though
When them times got hard, I was sellin´ coke (Sellin´ coke)
Wanted mama on my side, had to let her know (That´s what it is)
Seventeen I bought a nine, had to let it blow (Let it blow)
Now a nigga on the grind, I got five on my schedule

All that dumb shit I did really wasn´t worth it, though (Huh)
Don´t define me by my past, ain´t nobody perfect, though (Ain´t nobody)
I wasn´t thinking ´bout the consequences, it was workin´, though (It was workin´)
I jump head first in the trap, but I had that bitch twerkin´, though (Ayy, ayy)
Who you workin´ for? (Who you workin´ for?) Tell me what you lurkin´ for? (Yeah)
He just gettin´ money, what you gotta murk him for? (Fuck nigga)
Seein´ niggas fakin´, that shit irkin´, though (That shit irkin´)
But I´ma pull up on ´em when it´s perfect, though (Shh)
I can tell you what I´m worth, or you can search it, though

Hands greasy by that chicken like I´m Churches, though (Nigga)
City bad but my block was like the worstest, though (Like the worstest)
I can´t lie I took my Glock inside the church before (No bap)
Summertime like the hood havin´ curses (Havin´ curses)
I ain´t never lied in my verses (Never)
I ain´t never lied when I´m merchin´ it
Couple opps ain´t survive out them surgeries, uh

I was on death row
I ain´t never met Snoop, I ain´t never met Suge
Nigga living like a thug like I´m Pac, though (I´m Pac, nigga)
I knew I could hit my cuz for that Glock, though (For that Glock, nigga)

When them times got hard, I was sellin´ coke (Uh)
Wanted mama on my side, had to let her know (Swear)
Seventeen I bought a nine, had to let it blow (G Herbo)
Now a nigga on the grind, I got five on my schedule (Uh)