Remember I was starving
From rags to riches can I beg my pardon
Pain in my voice they label me a target
They think I'm done well I'm just getting started
My opps riding foreign we gone send it to the auction
Young nigga cant believe he caught a body
Dumb nigga left his house without revolver
Some niggas think they untouchable Stop it
I left the jewelry at the crib but its racks in my pocket
Bitch I'm the type to double up I re up with the prophet
Thought I couldn't fall in love again cause my ex left me heartless
And my lil cousin took that bid and he ain't do no talking
You either die or go to jail you better switch the option
Niggas shooting at me I shot back I tried to pop em
I lost control of the steering wheel I was tryna drop em
They was sitting in the alley them niggas was plotting
And if they listening tell them double back bitch ima marksman
Yeah money get made and these nigga gone change
Ducking the fed's dodging minimum wage
I wash my hands with these niggas they lame
Long live G mista nobody felt his pain
And free lil lizzem he locked up in them chains
Say they gone kill me tell em do his thang
Burner woo with me he got perfect aim
Family over all put put your life on pause
And I ain't fucking with these broad's
They quick to drop they drawers
Two things I ain't tryna be is dead or locked behind them walls
Forgot to lock my door my momma caught me with a 50 ball
I'm rich I fucked around and caught a glitch
Never leave the house without my blick bitch I'm young and turnt
I might just cash out on a whip fuck the club I'm in the yo I'm tryna hit
The streets keep selling dreams my nigga died and he was seventeen
To ease the pain his dawg sipping lean
I seen a hundred k I thought it was a dream
Love where I'm from but I'm still tryna leave
My bitch get scared when I be in them streets
Only form of expression is rap on a beat cant ignore life lessons so I let it preach
I let it preach yeah can't ignore life lessons so I let It preach