I made all the sacrifice I wasn´t lyin´ in "Some Nights" Really had to risk my life I went down the wrong road Sorry Ma, but this my life
I went bought my own pole You already know what I´m on, blow I had to walk to school with it I couldn´t tote no longnose Right in front the police, grippin´ Probably thought it was my phone though Never panicked, I didn´t get it Nigga I seen a hundred killings We ain´t never go by schools and children (Southside on the track, yeah) Cap´ died, I´m like fuck it, get him Way before rap I was real, no limit Fuckin´ hoes who I can´t trust a nigga Trust big cuz, gotta watch my bruh though Know he came up off everything cutthroat Matter fact I ain´t gon´ say nothin´ else Heard it turned out bad luck for bruh, though Know I got everything under my belt
Tote a lil´ .40 Glock, that´s for my health Remember it was just me and Max on the block Packs came in, put thrax on the block Overcharge niggas, get a tax on the block First nigga with a hundred racks on the block Could pop out without my fuckin´ Glock on rock Don´t lie, they went up top I remember them nights up top You gon´ die, they one up top It was like 4AM on the morning of August 10th We was on the block shootin´ dice, yeah, that was when Kobe went I ain´t never know you walked off ´fore those shots was lit Kyro called your name out, he was on top of it You already know how we rockin´, bitch, still on top of shit Ziploc and shit, fifth shot, he hit
If this rock, we Diddy I ain´t tryna talk, we with it (Fuck ´em) Hundred round chops, keep a fifty We don´t got an opp, he finished (Motherfucker) Wake up in Sicily, on it and sit on, open my mouth like a dentist They just ridin´ and ridin´ around all night ´cause I told ´em to hop on that business So used to get high outside all night, just tryna mind our business We get caught doin´ this shit, gon´ get a life sentence Bitch, my heart cold, and my ice glisten My bitch tell me I´m too high and I´m just like, "Listen" Gotta stay high ´cause I think too much, I get to trippin´ Gotta stay high ´cause I blink too much, I get to blickin´
´Bout a hundred million, when I get a visit I can´t let no nigga trick me through no Twitter mention Gotta leave the hood right now or you gon´ be a statistic Gotta leave the streets right now, like that´s a big decision I make rich decisions Graduated in the streets I´m trappin´, call that payin´ tuiton And on Capo, whatever I´m worth, my niggas seein´ it with me I need a hundred-fifty I made sacrifices for niggas who really wasn´t even with me That´s why I ain´t friendly, is you really with me? ´Cause I feel the envy, and this bitch a semi
And I keep it with me, like this bitch was Jimmy Told ´em, "Bail out, nigga," I´m sittin´ here, this bitch a hemi For Big Red and Slim, left and right hand pour out Remy, Henny And this Draco a mini, I know you heard about Kenny I know you heard about Benny, nigga, I ain´t heard about any Benz, bread, get niggas dead, shit I done did for plenty I just hate that all my real niggas dead, now I got my bread up I´m in the ´Raq so every day I still gotta keep my head up In my boxers, finger cloth my tips and load the lead up Say you gangbang, pussy nigga, what you scared for?
Slept in traphouses ´fore I got rich, filled up with bedbugs Slept in halls on 78th, that´s just because my mans was For my dawgs, I done did it all, back against the wall What you needed? It was just a call, I wasn´t rich at all Same niggas since day one, they still with me, ain´t switch at all Suck a dick, I told them people question me, can´t snitch at all And these street niggas make the rules, now they switched the law Can´t respect ´em without no capacity, a bitch involved And I´m still with my dawgs, and we duckin´, ditchin´ laws
We already beat this shit, nigga, we just tryna stay rich, that´s all We already beat this shit, nigga, we just tryna stay rich, that´s all That´s all, uh
Yeah Street niggas with me, you know Gang shit only, man You know we bringing the stu´ out Right next to the buttons and all that other shit It´s ganged out Southside on the track, yeah