(Damn, ayo Drum, play that bitch back)
Oh damn, let me tell you niggas ´bout most of the
Most of the shit, and I say
(Danny got that juice)

Had some problems, but, that´s what made me who I am today (Today)
They was tearin´ me down, I ain´t never break (I ain´t never break)
Interrogation, I ain´t never say
Nigga got hit up with that Drac´ (Shh, pow, pow)
I´m from the ´hood, you break the rules, you got to pay (You got to pay)
I done made it on my own, say, "Amen" (Amen, Amen)
I´m protected everywhere I go (Mhm)
Free my brothers in the sprinter van
Fifty cent chip bags from the store
Now, a young nigga got hella bands
Bands, I´m so high that I won´t never land

I ain´t graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (Okay)

Say, "I love you" ´fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (That´s a fact)
Huh, did so bad, I ain´t think she come back
But, she still around puttin´ up with my ass
Eyes lookin´ at Kelly, I was lookin´ at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag
Put her ass on that
If I cop one, I´ll buy multiple (Woah)
Love her, still left her stranded, that´s a shotta soul (Oh)
I don´t talk, don´t panic
Ride me like a rodeo (Oh)
Ohh

I know that you see I´m worse than before (Oh-oh)
But, If you mine, you´ll stay on my side
Don´t tell a nigga that can´t take mine

Got way more money than I had before, oh
But, he don´t value what you mean, now, I know
Now, you got to tell a nigga your time gone
My sons gone, my mind gone, they thinkin´ that (They thinkin´ that)
Young nigga rich like Richie
Rich like Rich The Kid, I pay the bills
I pay my mama bills, and the lawyer fees
For my bro´, I´ll probably sell the house
He say, "Murder fees," don´t bring ´em me
Know I play for keeps, I knock some off (I knock some off)
Black Range truck, pull up sport, take off (Skrrt, skrrt, let´s go)
Better not tell me shit, I´m inside my house
Told a bitch she better watch her mouth (Watch)
You know I´m a gangster
You know it ain´t long ´til the day that they say I´ma die (Die)

Not a child, I don´t cry
Just make sure I´m focused, I´m rollin´ with sticks in the ride (Sticks in the ride)
And make sure I stack up my Ms for my child
You know that I ran up my Ms for my kids (Them racks)
I ain´t seen my daughter or son in over a year and still don´t know what I did (What I did)
Play games, nigga, I set the bait
Mask up, ride with my TEC to blame
If I got ´em, make sure I designer my kids
Lord know I grew up to Skechers

I ain´t graduate at all, but, you got a new house, so, I see, grandpa (Okay)
Say, "I love you" ´fore I leave that Nawf, I done made it too hot, I done knocked some off (That´s a fact)

Huh, did so bad, I ain´t think she come back
But, she still around puttin´ up with my ass
Eyes lookin´ at Kelly, I was lookin´ at Birk, had to ask do she got some love for a bag
Put her ass on that
If I cop one, I´ll buy multiple (Woah)
Love her, still left her stranded, that´s a shotta soul (Oh)
I don´t talk, don´t panic
Ride me like a rodeo (Oh, rodeo)
Ohh