I used to throw pills back And walk around with an attitude Nobody couldn't tell me shit Fuck y'all I got math to do My teacher knew that I was special I was still serving after school Dropped out and I started dropping music Let's see what rap can do I tried to get fly with some niggas But they poked holes in my parachute I always come with facts and proof Don't tempt me I'll embarrass you Like I ain't expect to get this far, but somehow I had managed to My heart still hurt every now and then That damage be collateral My momma say she having back pains I hate when she stressing What they say behind my back change when they in my presence And I'm so glad I ditched the crack game And stayed in my section Cause all that Shit talking Cross throwing Made me a weapon I'm waving my weapon Nigga I'm as wavy as Kelly With too many bars I'm steady bumping heads with my celly Ahead of my time But don't know what time it is Someone tell me Rest In Peace Pac I pray I make it back safe to the Telly They wishing on my downfall They ready Really I wish some niggas never made it out of the belly They don't try battling with a beast Cause they ain't crazy They scary They get the ups I know them niggas won't spare me They ask me do I keep my heat and I'm like yessir You checking me about a bitch You need to check her I heard you just jumped off the porch My shooters experts Your hittas do not move for free They need a check first I say one word and get him gone Cause I'm that nigga now Now I'm too big to entertain beef I turned my savage down They L.O.L'd while I was down nobody laughing now Nigga your momma still in the hood What is you bragging about I'm indecisive I got too many options on my table They was making statements While I was getting mentioned by some labels Flight out the city Bro said don't comeback You know them niggas hate you They want my spot But on the real I ain't finically stable I don't rap about what I got Cause I don't got shit I'm still chasing You aint fuck with me back then Now i show love and you still hating I was too small for the NFL and I ain't been in that field lately I know this what I was praying for But God Damn this shit feel crazy I don't forget favors I'm still sending Will paper We still trying to get even I'm keeping that shit gangster A specialized risk taker And strong minded quick thinker I'm all about Ben Franks You niggas need bitch maintenance Survival is a must I'm just a diamond in the rough I done been humble for too long Now all my prices just went up I got some money stash to the side That I ain't touch in a few months And all that fuck shit out the window And we high up I dare you to jump I don't know too much bout when Iggy died Heard they hit my dawg with a pump I been fucked up ever since They gon regret what they've done Cause we still 0 and 1 But we still going dumb They still giving me the cold shoulder So I'm still going numb They ask me do I keep my heat and I'm like yessir You checking me about a bitch You need to check her I heard you just jumped off the porch My shooters experts Your hittas do not move for free They need a check first I say one word and get him gone Cause I'm that nigga now Now I'm too big to entertain beef I turned my savage down They L.O.L'd while I was down nobody laughing now Nigga your momma still in the hood What is you bragging about