Letras
Alley-oop to B and 1, homie came with a slam dunk
You running out of stamina, bad bitches you can't handle em
What it takes to be a man huh, gotta keep this money adding up
Numbers you making ain't adding up, fucked your bitch you mad at her
I just wanna be the trending topic, hot bitch
Cut her off fucking up my image, I ain't got no feelings
Waking up what is this, things coulda been different
If I believed in my vision, distracted by women
Fucking with my spirit, singing all my lyrics
I don't wanna hear it, my aura is shifting
Changing how I'm living, wonder why I went missing
Cause I've been on a mission, hoping you could ride for me
The way I rode for you, the man I grew into
Is something that ain't mutual, truth starting to surface through
Everything I did for you, you wouldn't do for Drew
So it's fuck you
Alley-oop to B and 1, homie came with a slam dunk
You running out of stamina, bad bitches you can't handle em
What it takes to be a man huh, gotta keep this money adding up
Numbers you making ain't adding up, fucked your bitch you mad at her
It don't matter bru, you rekindled the flame
I won't do the same, they tryna get me
Throw dirt on my name, got it out the mud
Couldn't change how it was, I was fucking up
I was doing drugs, but now that I'm clean
Feel like a new me, but it really isn't
Momma wasn't having it, she never imagined this
Her youngest son, be on this rapping shit
She whooped my ass for this, didn't know what was happening
I was sleeping outside, with no mattress
I was in the RV, not being sarcastic
Wasn't allowed in the house, cause I was high as shit
M started selling bricks, me and B would hit a lick
Lay em out with the hit stick, we wasn't playin madden
Didn't learn my lesson, sis started checking in
Wonder where I been, was a young hustler
Just ran up on Saks Fifth, it was December 6th
Or was the 7th, I was just blacked out
Now I'm a legend