Lyrics
Let me tell you bout my life Gun crime and knife fights
Country war, drive-bys I try to be the nice guy
I can make a movie out my bundle That's a horror and a sci-fi
But I really think I lived this life twice I risked it all just like a skydive
I'm unpredictable, like an Excel I just might bite
Jezebel's tryna get to me, they need to find Christ
They don't wanna know me, bitch, until I got the vine light
I don't think it's my fault, I came up a drug dealer
I thank God I did, all them pebble phones made me realer
I'm a dirty trap n***a, young bull's a dirty hitter
Watch how you approach me, my other one's a f***ing killer
Blood spiller, bad one, no filler cnd she got them French tips, who's you with it?
I ain't f***ing her, it's just a friendship
If we're talking wet n's wet, I'll tell you what my friends did
Death, it was intended, but I don't recommend it
Thought he was pronounced at the scene, but he pretended
Thought it was a body, stop stressing, it's attempted
She thinks I'm a rockstar, just like Jimi Hendrix
Trap boss, got my blicky pressing my appendix
I still remember the first time
N****s violated, had to step on gold bars, man
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I still remember the first time
Wishbone got addicted, introduced to his first line
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh, ooh, I still remember that
I'm a different person now, but Satan's tryna send me back
Water with plenty back, hit the town with plenty crack
I got beef with many men, they're asking for their pennies back
Robbing way before the trap, why you think they're moving back?
Convicted criminal, back then they would've let me hide
Ooh, ooh, why you think they're moving back?
Back then they would've let me hide
Let me tell you about it
Let me tell you about it