I tried that humble *, but I ain't on that kind of time
*, * up when I trust him, Lord, know that I was blind
Nobody ever gave a * about the way I feel
Nobody ever gave us nothing, so it made it still
Nigga wanna throw stuff, but we ain't worried about him
Put my lil' nigga on this bitch
The real type of nigga's all I know to be
Got a hold of that back that took control of me
Before that, it was bad, they ain't notice me
Nowadays, I show my ass like I don't know the feet
Took my L's well when they told on me
But they ain't break me, can't tame me, can't control the beast
Lessons of the street, starve what you eat
Tryna leave this life alone, but it's a part of me
They took my lil' brother on my mother, it was hard for me
Lookin' up the guard like, why the * these niggas startin' me?
Cause I pop pistols like a pill, no pharmacy
All these pharmaceuticals to fight these demons heartin' me
I been hard on my sons as they gettin' older
Just tryna show them life's a bitch, you gotta get control of me
Hope they notice all this realty
Risk I'm takin' with this yola
Got me one sposa, your dad a fuckin' soldier
Blocked 500 degrees like I'm from the know ya
My lil' baby ride strapped with me like a stroller
Mix a soda with you know what, power
Buy a quarter pound of the brunch, it's the roller
Thinkin' to myself like, why the * these niggas so tough?
Beggin' you for brunch, * it up, then duck you for months
But I can never understand a * nigga's state of mind
Can't my name out your mouth, but stay the * away from mine
I tried that humble *, but I ain't on that kinda time
I told her that I loved her, should've known that I was lying
* up when I trust him, Lord, know that I was blind
Wrist my life for the bag, nigga, try me and he dyin'
Nobody ever gave a * about the way I feel
Nobody ever gave us nothin', so I made a steal
It's either touchin' Emma, catch another one of them
Up the mag, I had to kill, touch the bag and got a thrill
Everything I spit, I live, real
* nigga, wanna throw salt, but we ain't worried about it
Put my lil' nigga on this bitch to * the story
Y'all don't find out what I need to know
What am I think? It's a pandemic around this bitch
All them bodies cheat, put 47 on the name
They say, what that mean? It's demon gang love
Baby, I just repped the team
I * with niggas, cross the tracks, niggas from the beam
Only real, solid ones, and they * with me
Am I wrong? I know it's flawed ones on every team
Cause in the middle, nigga, tricky boy, watch everything
Gotta be worried about it
My shooter said that he catch life off of everybody
And give a * if he get life off of everybody
He go dumb for it, nigga, say he ain't worried about it
We're retarded, real type of niggas, all I know to be
That's all I know
That's all I know
Hold of that bag, it took control of me
Before that, it was bad, they ain't notice me
Now in days, I show my ass like I don't know the feet
Took my L's well when they told on me
But they ain't break me, can't tame me, can't control the beats
Lessons of the street, store up where you eat
Tryna lead his life alone, but it's a part of me
I try to humble *, but I ain't on that kind of time
* bucked up when I trust him, Lord, know that I was blind
Nobody ever gave a * about the world
The way I feel
Nobody ever gave us nothing, so it made it still
Nigga wanna throw stuff, but we ain't worried about him
Put my love, nigga, on this
Bitch, the * the story