I went from rags to riches
Section 8 nigga
My father
Did nothing FOR me
I'm talking EBT
GOVERNMENT
Assistance
Provided food for me
Been in the streets
Sense 17
Sealing everything
Just to make a dollar
I'm talking weed
Pills Heron and crack
I gotta yoda
For ya nose
If you sort that
You gotta watch ya back
Being born in st pete
Ducking white sheets
Cause ya cousin
He ah creep
Crabs in the buckets
Try to pull your down
From ya dreams
Nobody wanna see you
Doing better then them
They rather hate
Then support
That's ah know fact
Middle finger to you
Fucking niggas
That's facts
Chris Kringle
With the bag
That's sac brah
They hate when
You got a gift
That's ah fact brah
They hate cause
You doing better
And you look good
They rather see
On the crub
With a sign man
Begging for food
With ya hand out
No plan
But I'm blessed
Highly favored
That's God plan
My diamonds
Shining
Like Bad boy
Diddy dancing
Going Webbie Savage
Life nigga I'm handsome
Waffle House rock star
Like Marilyn Manson
Crazy on da track
Like shady
That's after math
No doctor Dre
But my lyrics
ICU you niggas
NWA
I'm a nigga
With a attitude
Gangsta gangsta
Fuck you police niggas
Smoke me a nigga
Like Snoop smoke a joint
No limit Soulja
I'm master P
Bout it
I make ya bitch say ugh Nanana Nah
Middle finger to you
Fuck niggas
Master P
Rags to riches
Nanana nah