No matter if I'm on a plane
Or a train, won't let you down
I'll be around, car broken down
I'll walk the miles
Call me if you need to talk
Light or dark, near or far
I'll find a friend (Yeah) with a ride to bar (Game time)
They'll drop me off (Bitch, yeah)
Bitch, everywhere, and you never there
Coppin' property in your state 'cause I like the weather there (Yeah)
I just sent the package to Philly, drove it from Delaware (Woo)
FedEx it, UPS it, I pitch it, you gotta catch it there (Yeah-yeah)
I'm runnin' with some young, wild demons pockets anemic
Niggas schemein' through the whole pandemic, they EDD it
I got tired of sellin' crack for the groceries, EBT
And took this rap straight to the pro, I ain't never did it collegiate, yeah
Who was there for you, nigga, every day, always? (Yeah)
Who was smokin' the end, crack in them hallways? (Yeah)
Who brought food for the whole pack in the dog days? (Did)
Nine bucks for the nine piece, it was all 'caine
Who was there for you nigga, every day, always? (Yeah)
Who put crack in the pot and smack in them hallways? (Yeah)
Who brought food for the whole pack in the dog days? (Woo)
Nine bucks for the nine piece (Pro'), it was all 'caine, nigga
Who was fuckin' up summers until the fall came? (Yeah, yeah)
Parkin' lots, we undefeated, pussy, ball game
I told my niggas, "Ain't no stoppin' until we all paid"
I need my bros fabulous, I'm hustlin' like I'm Paul Cain
She could be as bad as Rihanna, I'm not at all fazed
If it ain't money, I sidestep her, the Chris Paul trades
Ain't takin' pics with paper, we call it small change
These rappers rockin' a fuckin' middle of the mall chain
Gimmicks, niggas dyin' for a image
And meanwhile, I'm in the sky with a supplier talkin' business (Yeah)
They never hung with rappers, just connivers and some henchmen
And some hustlers who got dreams of turnin' dollars into millions, uh
I'm from the jungle, where it's all evil, laws even
Questions gettin' nothin', it's like you askin' Ray Charles see it (Yeah)
At a early age, I learned these broads schemin'
Set my nigga up, she had my dog bleedin', mama hollerin', "Lord, Jesus" (Damn)
Fourteen, whole body shakin', look like I caught seizures (Facts)
Shit had the whole block hot, felt like we caught fevers (Facts)
It wasn't no options, you die or either fall demons (Facts)
Born to lose, raised to win, I made my city all believers (Yeah)
Labels tried to front on a nigga, they even stalled even (Ayy)
Now I'm like a king of the underground, I'm Bernard Freeman (What?)
I told D, "Don't be worried 'bout no lawyer fees
As long as I got hustle, boy, that's all we need, I'm down"
No matter if I'm on a plane
Or a train, won't let you down
I'll be around, car broken down
I'll walk the miles
Call me if you need to talk
Light or dark, near or far
I'll find a friend with a ride to bar
They'll drop me off
