Uh, uh, uh, uh They don't make 'em like me no more I was raised in the house, we could never lock doors Lock jaws, talk to the feds, that was not law Step-pop, kept the glizzy in my room, top drawer I ain't tryna say I'm any different But if the city see me win it's gon' feel different I know they tired of seeing me underrated 'cause I'm gifted But suckin' dick to the top, I am not with it Now I got my family talkin' 'bout me instead of helping me out I thought rumors come from enemies and not from the house Talkin' 'bout I could have been signed, could have had clout I thought only thirsty niggas want my puss' in they mouth 'Cause actually I turned deals down that didn't match for me Team Eighty full of real niggas, that's a factory Think I'm nice now, in a minute, I could imagine me So if you talk about that bag that's running after me Realize my mother was poor at the age of 18 Bills stayed paid, but it wasn't what it seemed She gon' feel offended, Section 8, know what I mean? I just feel your lifestyle should be more like your dreams Bein' a only child got lonely I was losing homies, lost my big homie And he ain't even brought it back so he could come and hold me So I built a family in the streets 'cause it felt a little homey Did some unlawful things, record's still clean Never thought to prove myself to any human being Bit me in my ass when I thought I knew everything When my mother sent me down and turned my father turned a fiend 'Cause this my life story, my niggas done take life for me And this they life story, I don't want my niggas doing life for me I don't