Still on the block, clutchin´ on my Glock ´cause I know the opps preyin´ on me (Preyin´ on me, preyin´ on me)
Tears in her eyes, seen my auntie cry, but I know she still prayin´ for me (Prayin´ for me, prayin´ for me) Oh, niggas want me dead, that´s what they say ´bout me (Say ´bout me) Money on my head, but I ain´t worried ´bout it (Worried ´bout it) I feel like it´s just me versus everybody (Oh, yeah) I don´t know how, but somehow I´m still the bad guy
The bad guy, but shit be good when you be givin´ up I really grew up in the projects, but waterfalls in the ceilin´ (Oh, oh yeah) I´m sorry, mama, I´m cleanin´ out my closet like Eminem
So many problems (Oh), the only thing could solve it is M&Ms I went to juvenile, I had to tote that strap after dark Got out of juvenile, that´s when I rapped with Flash on the park He told me I could make it out, that shit was rare where I´m from I got a fifty-round drum ´cause they don´t care what I´m from (No) I´d rather be the bad guy ´cause the good die young I couldn´t get the brand new Jordans, adopted mother was strugglin´ (Oh, oh) I got a zip where I met Pip from Frazier home, I´m a gunner (Yeah, yeah) And even though Pooda don´t love me (Yeah), he the one show me hustle
Still on the block, clutchin´ on my Glock ´cause I know the opps preyin´ on me (Preyin´ on me, preyin´ on me) Tears in her eyes, seen my auntie cry, but I know she still prayin´ for me (Prayin´ for me, prayin´ for me) Oh, niggas want me dead, that´s what they say ´bout me (Say ´bout me) Money on my head, but I ain´t worried ´bout it (Worried ´bout it) I feel like it´s just me versus everybody (Oh, yeah) I don´t know how, but somehow I´m still the bad guy
Oh Bentley Bentayga, hit the road
These niggas savin´ up these hoes Can´t put the paper ´fore my bros (Ayy, can´t put the paper) Dear Father (Dear Father), I´ve been through some things in my life In the back of the police car, I had some chains on my arms (My son) Show me the way it still ain´t got done (Uh) That shit a shame, can´t come outside unless that thing on my side
Man, this shit crazy I came from the bottom, reached the top and it still feel like I´m at the bottom But you know tables turn though And when the tables do turn, you can´t sit at my shit, ho Allahu akbar