(Damn, Eddy) In this rap shit, sucks to be a pop You can't show what you feeling inside Sometimes I just really wanna— But I just smoke weed every day to get by My mother said none of these bitches not mine I was so dumb, I was not being signed When shit when left, I had to sell a dime All my day ones locked up, doing time That's what hurt me the most, I got signed and we all did a toast B told me, "Nigga, you never could loaf Up it, if they try to touch you, then blow" I made like eighty thousand on my shows, but all of my niggas in chains We put through shit that they could never know Like, I'm tired of going through pain I could do street shit, but I'm tryna rap So I'ma just stay in my lane They on the media talking on me and my family, but I guess this come with the fame I made it, I'm part of this shit, I had to go get me a grip They ain't believe in me, I wasn't shit .45 had me walkin' with a limp In this rap shit, sucks to be a pop You can't show what you feeling inside Sometimes I just really wanna— But I just smoke weed every day to get by My mother said none of these bitches not mine I was so dumb, I was not being signed When shit when left, I had to sell a dime All my day ones locked up, doing time I know the real got a feeling I was just broke, how I get me a million? I'm not good 'til I get me a billion The shooter was blind, how you kill a civilian? Now it's rest in peace Diddy, when he died, I was clutching my sitchy Yellow died, I was clutching my sitchy After that, everything just got mixy But look at the way that I started, I made the world go retarded Drill rapper who turned to an artist In the Bronx, ask who went the farthest They gon' tell you it's me, it was me and my team Now I'm texting BDotty through J-Bay We was just in the town, sipping lean In this rap shit, sucks to be a pop You can't show what you feeling inside Sometimes I just really wanna— But I just smoke weed every day to get by My mother said none of these bitches not mine I was so dumb, I was not being signed When shit when left, I had to sell a dime All my day ones locked up, doing time (Damn, Eddy)