[Verse:]Whoever thought a yungen' from a city full of rattle snakesWas ever gon' make it out the grass patch7 heels had me looking for a better dealA hood n***a I couldn't count on the NasdaqComing home from school, I had tears in my eyesThey was picking on me and wouldn't give me my hat backNow I got enough hats to give awayIt's better days, I refuse to have flashbacksNobody thought I knew what I was doingNobody believes so nobody would walk me through itBut nobody achieved what I achievedIf only somebody could have just seen what I seenSaid they praying for me, don't we all got needsâTil I walk in the room and they all just freezeAnd they all look relieved like s**tIf he made it now we all got cheese, nahHomie that ain't the way it workEspecially if you ain't even put in a day of workNow they going crazy cause I made it firstSee homie I just made it workIt's a cold word, ask my old girlShe feel my pain and I ain't even tryin' to make it hurtAnd my daddy proud of meBut he got too much pride to say it out loud for meGot that keyboard off the road boarded in the house for meHe coming to my shows hanging in the crowd for meMan I still love my n****sThe only thing that I ask is that they hold it down for meI still rep the 850 yeahI got it tatted on my arm, it ain't goin' nowhereBut motherfuckers will say that you changedAnd they the ones that wouldn't last a day in this gameDon't get me wrong I ain't saying I stayed the sameBut I guarantee that I will never succumb to the fameThat's some bullshit, and y'all know that ain't meBut I'd rather grow up than to stay eighteenLife goes on and hopfully only great thingsTravelling the world and seeing s**t that I ain't seenThen one day I look at my reflectionAnd realise how I been actin' and how I been dressingI realise I can make an impressionBut good Lord this is fuckin' depressin'And good lord I got some fuckin' questionsI think it's time for some mo'fuckin' confessionsWake up call, wake up callMy answer to every question was âf**k y'allâAll I need is this 9-11 to f**k broadsI just need to find a seven with enough flawsMy last album ain't do numbers like I wanted toBut that was God tryna ask me what I'm gonna doHe said âI hate to put obstacles right in front of youBut you gotta learn to get out of what you're goin' throughâHurdles got jumped, mountains got climbedTil' molly came and put a fuckin' wall up in my mindNow I'm in the crib trippin', complainin' and bitchin'That liqour [?] I'm in here reminiscingHow many n****s told me I was gonna failCause I got a list of n****s that can go to hellThey feel like I owe âem something cause they know me wellCalling me a sellout cause I won't come back and smoke a LThe same n***a that told me I had a hitCharged me 300 to put it up in his mixNow suicide lookin' better than hittin' the lickCause the whole time they knew that I was livin' out my whipBut now I see âem, and I can't even take a itCause he walk up to me ans say âboy I knew you was gon' make itAnd like m**********r do you not just recall?I needed help and you just left me sittin' on my ballsâThat just wasn't the right lifeSo I told a bullshit to have a nice lifeAnd all them girls yellin' at me from in front of the moonLike n***a how you just gonna go and get a white wife?F**k you b*****s, I did what I didNow I'm running round my mansion doing s**t with my kidsBut now maybe my life is too sweetLike I woke up in that Bugatti and went right back to sleepDeep, I was dreaming, y'all n****s was schemingLike crabs up in the bucket but y'all just got to feed itAnd all these b*****s, all just want my semenThe star collecting checks and ball up in the seasonBut ain't nobody give a f**k when ain't nobody give a f**kNow they got they hand out asking me to give it upAnd everytime they ask me for somethingThey say âNow you know that I ain't never asked you for nothin'âI got loss, I got lossCredit cards got swiped, money got tossedHundred after hundred, dollar after dollarDrinking every kind of liquor then that molly got swallowedI know I f****d up cause I'm a grown manSo now I'm thinking like my old manHe said âYou wanna make God laugh?Then look up in the sky and try and come up with your own planâNow I see my n****s just want me to winBut I won't have âem if I keep disrespecting my friendsThey been through it, say they know the feelSo all I need is a trip up to Stoicville
Please consider supporting this site by
Clicking Here and Bookmarking whenever you search and shop Amazon.
It costs you nothing but it supports us and gives us credit and we appreciate it greatly.