[Verse 1] Blowing up like they thought I would, young nigga doing good Back in high school I ran a 4 3 Swear that I been at it ever since 14 I was 15 when I started sipping lean Got my first pack shipped when I turned 16 They ain’t never believe, they was hating on me Now I swear everybody want to be on my team I ain’t never sold drugs but I swear that I will If that’s the only way that I can pay my bills All I need is a foreign and a house on the hills I ain’t tryna get a deal, I’m just tryna see a mill Whatchu mean I ain’t been working, homie you ain’t worth it I ain’t gotta explain, I’m getting money for certain And if I’m on the track, swear to god that I’mma murk it I need a bad bitch but she got to be perfect Yeah I rap without a purpose I been on mine Hustled up a few dollars just to hit the lunch line Swear I would [?] nothing if I go back in time I was in the hallways, I ain’t never had a dime But I was just rapping, they thought that I was trapping Tried to copy my flow but you know that they was lacking Your girl calls me baby but ain’t never had contractions I was all in a magnum, I was making it happen And that was 09 Homie I been at it before your time Every since 15, I was in the hall passing out CDs With my nigga Ali, we was STCs I ain’t never sleep but I always had a dream Make my pockets have green like lean and cuisine Killing every word, killing every verb Nigga been connected to the streets, nigga I’m the curb And I ain’t got to brag, been at it a long time Been headed to the top, there’s just been a long line But you know I’m on the wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
