Outro

[Intro]

Yeah, ha

Yeah

Hate it had to come to this

[Verse 1]

You can't name a nigga or a bitch who said I ain't kept it solid (Yeah, yeah)

They had hidden motives, it was hard to hide it (Yeah, yeah)

Pacing 'round in my mansion in Miami, thinking 'bout gettin' my cousin knocked off

Still undecided, yeah

Certain lines that you can't cross 'cause if you cross 'em, you get Kriss-Krossed, family or not

Gotta keep your soul up in this shit 'cause if you don't then you get flipped-flopped, that's all that you got, damn

I told Bibby I'm too real for all this rap shit

Too smart for all that trap shit

He said that he feel the same like, "Likewise"

That's why five years later that's still my main guy (Damn)

Let me take you way back, like way-way back

Goin' to school and workin' a job like, "Where my bread at?"

Daddy kicked me out, I had nowhere to lay my head at

Tiller poppin' off, say he gon' come back for me

Made it to the top and looked back and said, "Fuck me"

I couldn't see no light in life, look like I'm dying a flunky