Nearly Died

Niggas keepin' up with funny shit I don't know what's wrong but my instincts told me suttin' is I got this Chromeo with the rubber grip Risk my freedom? Isn't worth the risk, no nuttin' is I stay ready if they wanna diss Got my Rummo and I cut that brick Shawty complain' sayin' she thought that I was done with this I tell her it's just one more flip I couldn't take another loss on my country strip Gun on hip' we'll come and pull up where your Mummy lives Don't judge me' I know that shit fuckery But I don't take all these risks for an ungrateful prick to bump me All them lefts and rights, ducking from the Monday's I was tryna get the bestest price I fund myself and nobody ain't fund me I was broke and I loved myself and nobody ain't love me Now they tell me that they love me and they need me out in Dublin Niggas got their hand out but they ain't feeding me in a dungeon And I never had nuttin" when I was buckin' up some darlin' I nearly died for this, take a look in my eyes, honest All this money, all this power, got my eyes on it No country for us to grow all these plants on it And all these long nights, I just roused, so tired from it Why they confused? Nine mile high I risk my life for this food They want me on a pick I'm quite sure, for true Can always obsess oh my mind's all for you All this pain I been through, I nearly died Times we lost all our waps, but we never had I told all my niggas that it's love, I never lied Mad worker like I'm 65, turning 25 Shit, this young nigga come up sellin' light, now we lit Now this young nigga can afford to light up his wrist I don't glamourise jail, them lonely nights, they were shit Niggas think this shit was easy, but I nearly died from these risks Coulda waited for it to dry, while I whip I coulda Cole when Drake pull up side to side with my whip It was bootcut, now they say I'm comin' aight with the drip Niggas think this shit all easy, but I nearly died from these risks I nearly died for this, take a look in my eyes, honest All this money, all this power, got my eyes on it No country for us to grow all these plants on it And all these long nights, I just roused, so tired from it Why they confused? Nine mile high I risk my life for this food They want me on a pick I'm quite sure, for true Can I always obsess oh my mind's all for you