[Intro]
Yo
[Verse]
For years now, I felt like the one that was chosen
I'm putting roses on my wrist, not to mention they're golden
Cases open, I'm a criminal who's smooth, so they close it
I got up and got it, fuck I look like wishing and hoping?
I don't drive 'round the drillers, I am the driller, the rapper provide
They slide after telling me what weapon they require
I watched the oil foam one time and thought I was a scientist, Mariah
Many things you can call me before a liar
What I do? Murder for hirе, what I do? Murder myself
I keep pouring ounces, Mason talking 'bout my hеalth is wealth
I Louis my trainer, my hat, scarf, jacket, and my belt
If they threw the book at me, fuck kit change, I'd be Louis'd up in jail
Used to fling it on the scale, now it's shows I'm tryna shell
Sometimes I drive through the ends and drive past vintage clientele
They used to help the younger me when I had crack cocaine for sale
I used to take my dog when my favorite bitch said wasn't well
And there's this one important girl, I ain't tryna hurt her feelings
Said the three words, but it took me time to realize that I mean it
Pure intentions, but I don't mean sometimes I can't be misleading
If you love and care for someone, gotta watch the way you treat them
They all listen when I'm speaking even if they disagree
I'd probably chat my cousin more, but where he lives at, I got beef
My younger sister knows that I'm far from a no one in these streets
Last time she hit me 'bout some pagans, had to make some pagans— huh
Revenge ain't really got no timing
I was influenced by Stone, I started writing
Change the scoreboard, felt them handshakes getting tighter
Daytona, but I still remember nights when I never had a fiver
I put blood, sweat, and tears into my life cah
How you like me now? My left wrist a hundred thou'
My favorite youngin in and out of jail for as long as I've known him
And he's got a solid girlfriend that's been holding down his motion
Plenty fishes in the sea, but how much real ones in the ocean?
I've done real shit for niggas and not one time did I post it
Never had P's for a brizzy, me and big homie just stole it
And we ain't chatting, to be honest, that's been fucking me up slowly
But I realize life goes on and when he's ready, he can phone me
Course I'm grateful the position that God put me in
But I miss the days before the watches and before the whips
I still ain't got my mansion crib, I used to get banged up at six
My cup purple, I been smelling codeine when I go to piss
I really manifested this
The ting I had to sell on cah my demon done a mazza, that was probably my best to stick
Feel like I've got the world on my shoulders whilst climbing up Mountain Everest
I was outside when our chevy's home ground was the Everett
I never left no evidence
I think 'bout 22 every day, the 22nd's not a day of remembrance
I'm always gon' remember him
"Broski, fuck your two-for-fifteens, you can blow up," that's what he was always telling me
Sometimes I chat to M like he some dummy
Like I know you made some hundreds, but stop trapping out your mummy's
Back then, any time I got the drop, gang, I was coming
Fifteen pound as the tracky and my gloves on, I can't lie, I used to love it
Had a dream I caught a body, but got caught for it red-handed
Pled guilty, there was no point going court for it
I woke up not in a box, I thought my team was just about to take a corner kick
Started thinking 'bout music like I gotta put my all in it
Lost babies in the kitchen, you could say that I aborted it
Got a weap' I'll never sell, personal reasons, it's an ornament
Pick my favorite five, two a man, they better win that tournament
My youngins ain't mature, they turn to corpse, of course they're toting 'em
And I might do the same
Fuck I look like driving fishbowls, all the work that I put in?
It's common sense I took the rein
Gotta dumb the truth down, CPS might give me the blame
For all the turners that got found and all the kits that—
Lil' Titi in the trap going hard, my lil' mate
Sent me a bustdown he finna cop, I told him, "Bro, just get the plain"
Lil' bro, just get the plain jane (Gang)
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