Uh, I told my mama I'll be back Bluewood kids pack my things up and that was that Been many moons since I checked in back But I put on, see they can bet on that My brother's keeper, my joint and sneakers Always ran the game, I never rode the bleacher Head receiver, like I'm A. Brown *** I'm quite the head receiver when I lay down Now lord have mercy on my tongue These niggas stacking funds just to cop another gun And instead of breaking bread, they just breaking necks and run Finding ways to stay divided but not coming in as one I refuse to ride with no knowledge I learned my way through life with no college Though it may have shortened some options I still got to fight even if they run up Then I still got to strike even if they *** up Then I still get them right, cause money gets made I'm running out of time till then I pick up the pen, I'm jotting till I'm swimming again Shorty jockeying, now she topping till I'm swimming in sand The second and spin, all through the night till the morning Never been a time when the youngin hasn't gone in, I'm all in Brink struck with the mink up Lost in the spin, cool head and a winner Each verse give you something to remember They falling like September, cause the flow cold like December Ain't no way that they can stand when they facing a G I'm sure they know about me, and these for the years When pushing came to shove, I was wiping my own tears Think I'm making it quite clear, that the boy been right here Out of doubt, out of tears, know it ain't no fear, this my *** that I steer Think I'm making it quite clear, that the boy been right here Out of doubt, out of tears, know it ain't no fear, this my *** that I steer