[Intro]
You don't know what it's like, I'mma tell you what this bitch like
In so many words (Rico got that fye!)
Spark me a blunt, then I take a hit
I seen my partner shoot his best friend
Tie your shoes in the street, it's easy to slip
I ain't doing no show if I can't bring the glick
Schizophrenic and paranoid as shit
Ask questions later, I'm shooting off the rip
Feel like MJ on that bullshit
I got .223's on that bullshit
Talking all that rah rah and bullshit
Got a gun for what? You ain't gonn' pull shit
They like "Pap back on that bullshit"
That lil ass chain, that's bullshit
I walk through this bitch like Mr T
I wish a nigga would try some bullshit
.556, it's a full clip
Me or gang ain't going for that bullshit
I had a fallout with one of my plugs
He keep on raising prices on the drugs
I'm weighing my options, 'cause I'm fucked up
Ready to lace my boots and tie his ass up
Pistol whip the shit out of everybody he love
I feel like Shotty, when I'm in the club
A nigga playing with me, he getting fucked up
He getting stomped by Timbs and White 1's
I slide through this bitch like Rich Homie Quan
With proper etiquette like Dapper Don
These niggas move like Pablo Juan
Just left Cleveland, seeing my nigga Shawn
Drove straight to Miami, felt like LeBron
Two big ass Cubans, two big ass charms
Whenever you get money, you better move ya mom's
My mama still in the hood, but she feel at home
Big ass glick, knock off ya arms
I used to want a Rollie so bad I'd probably try chop off a nigga arm
I didn't graduate or go to prom
I was breaking in house, dodging alarms
Clean the shit out ya crib before twelve respond
BK used to wake me up early morn'
Hit a lick and split seven hun'
Fate wouldn't let me hustle, he said I was too young
Got a pack on my own and proved him wrong
I'm the only nigga on the block all night long
Mama kicked me out, this where I belong
My sister told me she don't know how I'm that strong
Dark days but I smile through it, all along
I hear voices in my head when I'm all alone
I can take a thousand drugs, they won't leave me alone
My bitch think I'm crazy and some' wrong
I wish I could explain what's going on
But this shit right here only for me to comprehend
I've seen some shit that I don't ever wanna see again
Trouble knocking at the door, shit, I let him in
Because if I don't, he gonn' leave and come back again
On Mother's Day, I ain't buy my mama shit
I was stressed the fuck out, tryna find a lick
Sometimes I get depressed and wanna be left alone
Ignore every motherfucker who call my phone
Thinking to myself "It's just me and the chrome"
I was really in that paint like Karl Malone
I wanted to be loved my whole life long
My whole family treated me like Mike Jones
I a hit lick, they see my dick and jump right on
That just lil shit I think about when I'm in my zone
I call my mama on the payphone
"I don't want you to know my number or what I got going on"
"I remember when I was twelve, you told me I was grown"
Said "Pack yo' shit and get the fuck on"
Pops wasn't there too much 'fore a nigga was in his hole
I don't give a fuck about y'all love, that shit wrong
Sitting here tryna think about what's on ya dome
That's why I hate getting high and being alone
Brodie called me and told me he having a bad day
I said "Shit, nigga, I'm feeling the same way"
We the same niggas who used to rob all day
We ain't never sit around the house and play 2K
My brother find a way, he gonn' make me a way
And when my bitch cook, she make my bro a plate
Only nigga that real to you was upstate
Had my nigga in a box, making jail cakes
I told you in a letter, we was gonn' be straight
When I see twelve, I'mma jump the gate
I knew I was crooked since I was eight
I'm a real street nigga, that ain't no debate
Sip the Wokeisha, I don't meditate
You a talking ass nigga like Ricki Lake
You ever doubted me nigga, that's yo' mistake
.556 decide your fate
.556 inside ya face
.556 inside the wake
.556 stuck to my waist
.556 on the interstate
I can cook crook out an Easy-Bake muffin
Know a trap when I see one, and that nigga fronting
Man, that nigga re-up with a half an onion
I'm in the trap knocking trees down like Paul Bunyan
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