Look I'm really lettin' niggas know how the fuck we comin' man What niggas really went through to get to this point that we at right now man All facts Let me tell you somethin' 'bout a nigga's life When you lookin' at me you don't even know I came a long way from stayin' in the house with no lights Just me and bro Roaches in the kitchen, they don't even matter You don't got no food, what you know about it Niggas hatin' 'cause we came up Now that four-five don't leave the door without it Fry a nigga like a deep dish, trust me you don't want to meet this This baby nina and my baby mother That's the only bitches that I sleep with I came from nothing but you had it easy And I used to think like why my father leave me? I was seventeen and my mother moved I was sellin' drugs since ain't nobody feed me, right You don't really know my life Post on the block, pants full of white Now I'm that nigga, they love me on sight Slide in my DM's, say they my wife, nah I be keeping my distance, why? 'Cause I keep reminiscing 'bout times when I ain't get no love from these bitches I ain't even get a hug from the bitches Now I know I'm the shit A cocky, arrogant lil son of a bitch And keep your bitch away, she bound to get hit I stay with a pistol, I shoot if you flinch That's the way that we do it Told you niggas I'm the one, stupid Told you we as 'bout that drama, prove it Toting all the fancy guns, use it, nigga Shoot it nigga Hand it to me, I'll do it nigga Play with me then he a stupid nigga Knocked out his brains, he clueless nigga Yeah we 'bout it 'bout it Bandhuntas, my niggas solid Army guns, we really got it So we can go to war with anybody I'ma go to war for my brothers nigga We ain't even blood but I love that nigga Lil Jugg, that's my brother nigga Ask Blood, I'll kill your mother nigga Cut him open like a surgery With a black mask like a burglary Lot of niggas and they straight demons And they only waiting on the word from me Look, I came from nothing now I got it Used to be robbin', ain't talkin' 'bout Batman These niggas is bitches, I treat 'em like bitches Fuck it, get hit with a backhand When I'm raising my son I'm pointing at you Tell him be nothing like that man You broke as a bitch, don't forget you a bitch Go run up a sack manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
