If you derive your sense of identity from being a victim, let's say bad things were done to you when you were a child and you develop a sense of self that is based on the bad things that happened to you. ♪ You ever see a mama strung out while you studied division? ♪ ♪ Your uncle ever stole from you day after Christmas? ♪ ♪ Seen both of those in the county jail visits? ♪ ♪ The first and the 15th, the only religion? ♪ ♪ Noodles in the microwave, shark tank tied away, ♪ ♪ Grandma shooting blood on the highway, ♪ ♪ Crosses on the dashboard, you just want a platform. ♪ ♪ I wanna take everything that I ask for. ♪ ♪ Catch me a body, I put that on anybody but my mama. ♪ ♪ She showing a pattern for certain, I think it's white panties and minimal condoms. ♪ ♪ My uncle would tell me that s*** in the movies could only be magic. ♪ ♪ This year I did 43 shows and took it all home to buy him a casket. ♪ ♪ Jack of all trades got money out the way, put my heart in the faith, I'm good, love. ♪ ♪ Cousin in the courts heard he jumped off the porch, turned a brick to a Porsche, I'm good, love. ♪ ♪ Catch us, you know I'm gon' rack up. I need the advance and the equity to match up. ♪ ♪ The engineer dead if the drive don't back up. These words come from God, you can never out-rap us. ♪ ♪ Nowadays gotta walk cautious, ayy. Nowadays I'm a new prophet, ayy. ♪ ♪ Gang dead, no autopsy, ayy. City girl with a new hobby, ayy. ♪ ♪ Catch a body, put the prodder in the totter. Bout to get some f***, gimme five. ♪ ♪ Gun dirty, got the 30 in the purse, purse, tight. Put a perky in the side. I gotta pray for the basic. ♪ ♪ I never seen my n***a bust down faces, the n***a not tasteless. I only had one chance, I ain't even wasting. ♪ ♪ Been down on my luck, been down on my luck when I fall. I gotta get up, I gotta get back up and ball. ♪ ♪ R.I.P. under my people, I'm proud of my people, I'm proud of my dawgs. My ex got a Beamer, she want me to see it. ♪ ♪ I still ain't gon' see it, like okay. I love when it ratchet, I don't do a paddock. I still do the watches, the O.A. ♪ ♪ She think I'm conceited, I'm thinking bout cheating, I don't do the flowers or rope, ayy. Now how can I fold looking at 20 million? This money don't come with a probate. Mama, I said it'd be okay. ♪ ♪ I got this n***a bragging in four days, four hours, four hours, two hours. Switch sides, n***a be fresh out. Suicide doors, I suicide, suicide. ♪ ♪ Lambo body, who gon' stop me? Baby, Keem is too wild. Function at the temple, Jesus pieces in the luau. Mr. Moral. ♪