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'Member way back in the days
Back when I ain't had shit
All I wanted was a couple dollars and a bad bitch
Free my nigga Sashio that boy there was a savage
Free baby satch this jam shit real that boy there let you have it
I know I'm blessed yea the Lord done blessed me with some carats
But I'm still in the hood tryna dodge the rabbits
Niggas want to knock me off they want to let me have it
'Cause a nigga got some fame I swear dog they can have it
I'm just tryna feed my fam I'm so close I can grab it
These bitches tryna kill me too they claiming they gone stab me
They want me in a casket, 'member sleeping on pallets
Need a pair of New Balance 'cause I'm just tryna balance
I never had a daddy so momma was my daddy
The streets taught me how to eat so why I need a pappi
Looking in my momma face I know she hate she had me
'Cause all my life we had to struggle I'mma make her happy
Lost a lot of homeboys most of those niggas at me
But I ain't worried about no nigga this .40 automatic
These niggas ain't real they plastic these hoes ain't bad they average
And I ain't on no sad shit but I can't trust my last bitch
Fuck bitches get money
When I was broke I swear to God they wouldn't stun me
I used to be a broke nigga but now I'm thumbin'
I see these niggas feelings change when you get money
So damn who really love me (who really love)
They laughed at me and called me dusty
So damn who really love me (who really love me man, for real)
Still posted in the hood with my niggas on the block
Still with the same clique they comin' with me to the top
Still screaming fuck my pops still shooting birds at cops
And I'mma ride for my team shit we still all we got
1026 up in my blood and that's until my heart stop
My mom won't see me in the casket that might make her heart stop
I'mma give these niggas hell 'til my fucking heart drop
Too many niggas at my head I had to get a hard top
I swear these niggas all sweet I swear these niggas Pop-tarts