When I was sitting in that cell, you wasn't seeing me I loved you but that shit is now just history You said you hate me but I know deep down you missin' me Ain't in my feelings but I know you niggas feeling me Lost child from the 6, bitch don't intervene I know these niggas wanna kill me, that's just jealousy Ain't gotta tell me, seen it coming, know they envying me Niggas that I call brothers turned to enemies I'm getting money, I don't care about your comments Everything I step on, I got racks, see my Robins These niggas wrapper rappers, niggas don't be robbin' I'm from the city full of people that be actin' like Robin If I get busted again, is you gon' visit? I heard when I was in you was dissin' Ay, me and Lil' Peysoh big trippin' Pull up on a nigga, all of the sudden he was kiddin' The way my nina kick If feel just like some therapy High off gun powder, shoot a shot before they bury me If shit go left, is you gon' be there for me mentally? Trauma got me feeling sick, and baby girl you was my remedy I ain't good with feelings so just listen to this melody Went from straight F's and ditching class to a celebrity Remember stressin' out, and abusing hella ecstasy Now a nigga up, and I mean that shit humbly I know where you at, and I know just how you feel I was once there too, but I said nah and hit the field Watch how far you put your feet up nigga Told this shit get real Went from just tryna pass and know you waiting for a PO That's the life of a thug You just gotta roll the dice Give it it up, you said nah Now you fighting for your life Was that chain really worth it? I know them bullets burn Died for a couple bands nigga What a waste of sperm I was just talkin' to my nigga Ain't easy thuggin' like that Niggas don't got straps Niggs ain't really got no racks I like that I'm ambitious and I'm tryna make some stacks I was born for this shit, I would've still made it without racks Heard these niggas want me dead, why they taking so long? I been waiting on these niggas so I can put em in a song I should prolly sit back with the bullshit, I got fans now But I ain't gon' lie, I'm still sliding with my strap out Nigga like me, I ain't ever got a fucking handout A nigga poppin', she gon' wanna put her pants down She used to hate me, used to curve me, she a fan now They ain't never thought $uede would stand out Dead homies, you ain't even got now dead homies So why you say that like you do? You a lame brodie I'm a ignorant lil' nigga, I'll fuck your main shortie Keep it a secret, that's what your main told me "Keep it a secret, don't let my nigga know" But did I tell you that it's a secret that I fucked your hoe? Sorry that she fell in love with it, she love my strokes Every time I was doing bad, she come back for more She come back for more cause damn I be going deep Before you go and cuff a bitch, boy you better think You gon' waste all that time just for her to leave She gon' see me doing better, she gon' want to cheat