Letras
Got introduced to the game when I was 12
Now my name ring bells
From my hood to theirs
Niggas know what it is
And I done cried so many tears
That my emotions is stale
Mama in and out of jail
My nigga facin a bid
I'm prayin for that split
What kinda chance could you get
When your main nigga snitch
Shit ain't the same without the kid
I swear to god this shit hard
My life ain't no facade
And them lawyers ain't loyal
With no money you starved
No money you starve
Bet you gotta get it up
Whether you steal, hustle, or rob
You gotta get your bucks
And it's death before dishonor
Man I promise I don't fear death
Lil Heath died on my birthday
And I ain't shed a tear yet
No stress up on my chest
Ain't no vest up on my chest
If it's my time it's my time
I ain't hidin let me rest
I ain't lyin let me rest
Got a bullet in my head
And I don't give a fuck
About what I coulda or shoulda did
Ain't no clique up on my side
Ain't no bitch up on my side
And you fakin ass hoes
You can suck a dick and die
It's a muscle nigga ride
Til the wheels fall off
Ain't no pats up on my back
I don't want your pity at all
And they ask me
And they ask me
Doe is you gon be alright
But I say fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you
Cause y'all niggas really don't know my life
And they ask me
And they ask me
Doe is you gon be alright
But I say fuck you, fuck you, and fuck you
Cause y'all bitches really don't know my life
From the stage to the trap
I get paid for the rap
Whether it's playin with Saran
Or puttin shit on wax
What they talkin bout today