Me and my homie fell out, I still love him Wish him the best, I ain't holding no grudges Bitches I fuck em', don't think nothing of em' Half of these bitches is bums I don't touch em' Wildin' in Mason Margiela, I scuff em' I'm a cope poppa, I'm sorry don't judge me Fuck all that extra shit, I just want money Why would I sweat a bitch? They keep on coming Keep my hawk on me, they think they gon' jump me Still in my hood, I ain't worried bout' nothing I asked my mom why the water ain't running Why the fuck we gotta wash up in buckets I grabbed the eighth, bagged it up, I'm like fuck it I know that's life, but I had to do something Never thought I'd get out the jungle Whether I won or I lost, man I rumbled Strap in my hoodie, I'm thuggin' Thankful to be here, I came up from nothing My teachers used to look at me disgusted I used to talk while she teaching, like fuck it They said I'm nothin', look at me I'm somethin' I had that dickie pocket put my brush in I wore that starter jacket bitches blushing Using erasers, wiping off my buttas Take all that [?], food was lovely I'm on them percs, I'm relaxing my muscles I move that work, I ain't asking for nothin' Niggas want beef, say it's fine til' they duckin' I feel like my nigga Reem died for nothin' I done went through it with niggas for nothin' Growin' up, attitude always been fuck it Askin' my man for a yank, ain't have money 50 cent hug and some ruffles I hated watching my grandmother struggle We used to heat the house up with the oven These niggas out here be lying for nothin' Either you was or nigga you wasn't If you ain't from Vernon road, I don't trust you Free [?] and [?] my brothers, they was there when temple road did them numbers I rather trap for I fuckin' beg, I'm bussing traps on a pedal bike I got my man on the fuckin' pegs, we livin' life on the fuckin' edge In my heart I know that nothing last, everyday I'm on a couple meds She just ask me can I cut a check, closed legs don't don't get fold fed Think she staying, even brought a bag I'm a fuck her, then I call a cab Goyard on a fuckin bag, on these xans bout' to fuckin' spaz In the city full of fuckin' crabs, drinkin' lean til' I fuckin' cramp 2012 I had to take a chance, took a chance and I became a man I'm talkin' heavy as I wanna talk Saint Laurent all on my heel, so I walk Lot of shit niggas be on, we be off Niggas ain't cut from my cloth Niggas don't come to my hood after dark I'm drinkin' lean like it's water, I'm parched Everyday I'm poppin' xannies, I'm starved Lil always told me that I would get far One day I'm baggin' up kush in a jar Next day I'm in LA with all the stars Fuck how you feel, bitch I don't got no heart I learned a lesson from all that I loss I swear this rap shit done tore us apart I swear this really all my fault Sometimes I wanna get back on them bars Sometimes I wanna just snap on these frauds I put my bitch in Dior, I'm a boul Don't give a fuck what these little niggas doing Straight out the water, its dried and its gone Hungry as ever, ain't taking no shorts I'm taking quarters and pennies for sure End of the night, adding up all my coin Shit you done did, I done did, what's ya point? I got a ladder, don't matter, I'm on point This the price, I ain't gonna bargain with you Got my pipe, I ain't gonna argue with ya' All these little bitches artificial This the price, I ain't gonna bargain with you Got my pipe, I ain't gonna argue with ya' All these little bitches artificial This the price, I ain't gonna bargain with you Got my pipe, I ain't gonna argue with ya' All these little bitches artificial