I was raised by my grandma
Young nigga was bad as hell
Know my mama wanna rap
Cause' she did 15 years in jail
Used to walk up in the class
The teacher askin', "What's that smell?"
Then she looked me in my eyes
And tell me, "Boy you high as hell."
Well, I can't help myself
Baby you know I'm a player
Baby you know real is real
You can't get this everywhere
Lord forgive me I be sinning
Every night I say my prayer
I go [?] with the semi
Imma' shoot til' nothing left
I caught my first charge
Then I went on the run
Caught my first body
Then they meet after a gun
Bought my first choppa
Then I went through [?] a drum
Yeah, Lil bitch imma' [?]
I'm my momma's only son
1 of 1
It ain't nothing but killas and hustlers from where I'm from
I just stack my commas, remain humble, and don't crumble
[?] young niggas muggin' and they clutchin' if you mumble
Thuggin', hotter than a summer
Gotta trey-8 I was in the eighth grade
Nigga tried to play, I tried to take off his fade
I didn't play no games, I cut the checks like spade
Money what I crave, bitch I'm eating everyday
Let the choppa kick (yeah, yeah) karate
Pull up with the stick (clap, clap) like parade
You know imma' hit (yeah, yeah) I got aim
All these extended clips (yeah, yeah) I got flame
Fuck the fame, I won't change
For no changes, got some chains
In my [?], look like rain
Shit, I could have bought a [?]
And my wrist hurricane
I work up bitch like a maid
Everyday gettin' paid
Until I'm up in the grave
I count my first 100k and I was so amazed
I had no time to play, yeah, I had plays on plays
I was servin' jays in my jays get my cake
I went to school late cause' I kept that grade A
I was on a roll everyday to the bank
There ain't no limit to this shit I might go buy a tank
Pull up smoking Mary Jane, pocket full of franks
You niggas too damn lame, I do what you can't
Gang shit [?] (Yeah)30-clip
Flame like [?] (Yeah) wrist, neck, rain
Umbrella raf (Yeah) Rollie [?]
Put it in your face
Bitch tried to play me I was like no way
You get up in my way and it'll be a cold case
I shot my first opp with a revolver no trace
Until this very day, I hit my knees and still pray
