Uh

You know I was just lookin' at some s**t today man

I posted on my Instagram I was like eighteen on the block freestylin'

And I would of never thought that this s**t'd ever get me here to this point

But I don't really know how 'cause a n***a did everything and put the work in to get where I'm at now

Where I'm 'posed to be you know so this s**t was written for real man

Now we really rich

Before rich we was with the s**ts

Straight up

With full clips we could never miss

I spent years in a whip with Chris

I drop tears when I reminisce but I ain't Doughboy

I rap gangster like I'm O'Shea

40K a show s**t been kinda slow yet I'm still okay

Crib more lavish why I never send my lawyer away

Live like I got platinum plaques and I ain't with my gold today

Farm a

：Glizzy in his name but I still got his throwaway

'Member I was frustrated rain rain go away

Now I want a hundred 'cause a million ain't no dough today

Wake up in L A I'm like Now how my day gon' go today

Think about your son he made my angry days go away

Profit to his savings I just gave a whole show away

Uh huh

Soon as you don't have nowhere to go God gon' show a way

Just show some faith take it like a soldier even soldiers pray

It's no coincidence I'm from the land of the dead

Blood on the pavement hands on ya head

Some of us won't make it out that's what my mommy said

Nobody saw shots the block watched his body bled uh

Mama still cryin' on the scene she can't even leave

Whole hood immune to murder we can't even grieve

Ain't nobody else cryin' 'cause this the life of a heathen

But his little brother now he got a trick up his sleeve

He got a grip on that b***h he better ran up on a n***a

Got a chip on his shoulder he ready to stand over a n***a

If your bro die in them streets is you gon' give him pity

Or you gon' make the hood red you gon' paint the city

I'm ready to slide all night I hope you still with me

We willin' to get through situations when it get real sticky

I'm ready to make his mama cry she gon' have to feel with me

I'm ready to catch his brother lackin' we gotta kill Ricky

I'm just a product of some s**t

If you look at the map we was at the bottom of that b***h

Kids growin' up like this they don't think there's a problem with that s**t

All they know where I'm from n***a if you starvin' hit a lick

Or right robbery get you rich

But we was hustlin' on my strip

Ain't have no big homies give us nothin' ain't have s**t

Inherited wars ain't know how to survive but we did it

I can tell you stories from the start to the finish

Super savage we was livin' n***a

Gang s**t you know gang s**t we d**n near started that man

Seven nine S's block to block

Know we was young n***as that was savage early

Did the impossible s**t n***as thought we couldn't do wouldn't do

We did it ten times over man

But you know that