And you was supposed to hold me down I wish I could see your smile All that other *** don't mean nothing I came from hustlin' And I still remember all the bites you ever gave me How the *** you going down when I was 18? Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of *** I'm on my own I'm on my own, but I ain't never quit, I'm doing good Double up and bring it to the hood as *** Tell me how the *** is it for us if I'm alone? Still remember crying on the phone, me and Reezy I forever got your key, my dick too even I swear I wanna quit, but bro, I gotta keep going They ain't got my back out here, I swear that's something I know Probably be happier to hear I'm going broke I know for a fact a couple millions on the home My head down, but you been looking up for me You always with your dick, but you're in love with me Them cars payin' your house, but you can chill now, yeah A hundred thousand ain't, I got them M's now, yeah I never committed fraud, found a hunnid cash Blow it all to see my dawg, finally in my bag Prayed on me to fall, if it was for the rat I'd still be selling raw, I know you know the regrets we felt Cause you was mad, see them killers know I been stepping since a young Still at once, burning still pride Ayy, my mama still And you was supposed to hold me down I wish I could see your smile All that up, don't mean nothing I came from hustling And I still remember all the bites you ever gave me How the f*** you on now when I was 18? Wrong, you was wrong about a lot of f*** I'm on my own, I'm on my own, but I never quit I'm doing good, double up and bring it to the hood It's f***ed, tell me how the f*** is it for us to be alone? Robbed millions twice, losing four fat n****s in one summer That ain't nothing nice, blamed for bodies front of your home Packed but only f***ed twice, smelling blood coming from his body That ain't nothing nice, hurt you more with killers that you love Love me like I love you, bro Love me like you love these Love don't last in me for sure They sure they handing trade for sure Got help when you was at your lowest It seem like you ain't wanna grow We in tune with the world You still ain't seem to make a show I sent mail to the jail They sent the back, said gang sign We scratched out, they gave us hell And I ain't wanna take two years I can match you with a M How you feel? Give me chills See I'm rapping but I'm for real Hell yeah We gon' get back So if you serious, you better get back Click, click, clack, splat Street, forever I don't we would ever come with that Dying if they with that The gang still cry And my momma still And you was supposed to hold me down I wish I could see your smile All that look don't mean nothing I came from hustling And I still remember all the bites you ever gave me How the f*** you going down when I was 18? Wrong You was wrong about a lot of f*** I'm on my own I'm on my own but I never quit I'm doing good Double up and bring it to the hood It's f***ed Tell me how the f*** is it for us if I'm alone? *