I ain't never dropped a dime Not even when I got no racks Look, I was raised in hell before the Hellcat Yup, I can put you on, run and tell that Look, I pop a n***a like a wheelie I crack me a sip, pour out my feelings I don't stand at the stars in the city I don't stand at my heart while it's hittin' Look, it's hard for me to find some inspiration I pray for the generation, I need me a vacation I'm tryna clear my thoughts, no one to call on lately Wanna know my whereabouts, I'm with the stars now lately Lord, pray for me, we just a product of our environment We just some young n****s strugglin', who got tired of it? From what I'm crackin', quit to hang you like a ornament I'm just thankful that we made it out Chance to go under, the only way we ball Can't complain at all, bitch, we made it far, huh They bought my n***a a phone, I hate when he can't make that call, huh Come to you with my hand, now I see that ain't me at all I don't get no damn bout what you did We came up from hustlin', kickin' doors, don't know what you did I'm a real hustler, I was rich when I got two kids Then I had two more kids, bring that *** to your crib Wrecked in 19, 2020, I'm goin' to bed Thought life like pop, but I got hoes like, I'm big R.I.P. B.I.G., my new AP at B.I.G. Wrecked the band, tryna check the time, too many DV Put some ice on this, she mine, let's go skim Put a dime on him, he won't make it to the weekend Playin' all defense, some *** I can't prevent And the game full of widows, it be hard for me to fit in I kick the door down, act like I ain't leave it open I'm bout to cop that new back, and I still got the old one Don't get your ass wet, we clap ***, Mack know ya They was talkin' bout my flow, so I went back to the old one Look, diamonds in my T-shirt, frozen I like my bitch's dog, Kelly Roller I would give you my heart, but it's broken I can't even show no emotion Look, stand from afar at the ocean Before I got some ocean Before we ever bust a check, man, we was on some more *** Before I ever touch the pen, they told me I was chosen Before the feign, these bitches call me daddy, I know Look, I know Justin Liberty gon' be down I know Bunk and Bop and Zelly, they gon' be down I can't speak on all them n****s, I can't ID them Make me tweak on all these n****s, like on C-Mount I can't trust a soul, so I won't be round Heaven's street down, my show gone, so I know he proud He took over the P now, he send it to me now Don't make me send him young until you spot him, let him freestyle Ever feel Ever feel