Letras
I'm a dope young nigga made a killing with bars
But rather be broke with my niggas than be chilling with stars
That's me though, never rapped to win an award
I did it cause it was much better than getting a job
A dope boy, I made my money under the table
Pushing dro on the low cause the cane wasn't able
Moving mean with my team, got the lots on smash
Brown bag in the bushes, that is not no trash
Nah, so what's good bro? What it look like?
Niggas always wanna know what the jug like
Straight money, hit a lick, take money
Call a connect and tell him bag him up some weight for me
He said wait for me, but it's too late for me
Around this time the devil's coaching and calling plays for me
This ain't a Coach K story
I'm just a sinner who sins tryna win, please pray for me
I'm sorry
You gotta take me as I am man
I was just a youngster man
Doing stupid shit to survive out here man
Just trying to stay relevant man
Do what they gotta do man
You know what I'm talking about
I'm a dope young nigga made a killing with lies
I'd rather chill with some bitches than be chilling with guys
That's me though, stop acting like this shit a surprise
Really hid behind my pride, living two different lives
Was down on my ass, did what I did just to survive
I had self-esteem issues but was cocky as hell
Slept with many different women instead of caught in a cell
Finessing chicks who really loved me, it was awkward as hell
All because I wasn't man enough to rock it myself
To all the ones who felt used when I needed some help
I'm sorry, I really wasn't being myself
My nigga Steam picked up, I barely wanted to call
Gave me a touchdown play but I fumbled the ball
That's my bad, everybody stumble and fall
I let stress weigh me down, fuck it I'm bout to crawl
Too much baggage slow me down so I'm dropping them off
And I'm sorry
You gotta take me as I am man