I made it out the streets thank God I graduated
Had some ice on in my dream I got a Patek waiting
He probably think that I ain't peep I seen him fabricating
I had to get up on my feed because I got tired of waiting
Ran a check up like a meet cause I ran out of patience
Was on my last feel like a niggas ass was on the pavement
Skipping class to hit the booth a nigga trynna make it
Fuck the rules when you the truth it's kinda hard to fake it
I was on my last but I still gave you some
I be breaking bread these niggas ain't gone break a crumb
Lost my nigga to a bullet so I keep a gun
They locked my Nigga in a can now he can't see the sun
Got off my ass and ran it up just like I'm posed to
Ain't trying to fuck I started making love to ProTools
They took my brother that shit got me in a low mood
This money have your old friends acting so new
When the money come even old friends be acting fake
All my niggas hungry got a put some food up on the plate
They caught my Nigga lacking he was trapping out to other states
Started rapping just a Nigga trying to find a better way
I made it out the streets thank God I graduated
Had some ice on in my dream I got a Patek waiting
He probably think that I ain't peep I seen him fabricating
I had to get up on my feed because I got tired of waiting
Ran a check up like a meet cause I ran out of patience
Was on my last feel like a niggas ass was on the pavement
Skipping class to hit the booth a nigga trynna make it
Fuck the rules when you the truth it's kinda hard to fake it
Fuck the rules when you to truth it's kind of hard to lose
Fuck some fake love that shit gone have my heart confused
Roll another eighth up I think I might land on the moon
I was feeling empty but the Henny got me feeling you
Patrón got me in my zone when I'm all alone
Lost my brother I still wish that we was on the phone
I know she get in her feelings when I'm on the road
I heard these niggas trynna kill me so I keep a pole
I'd rather get caught with it then without it
Nine times out of 10 I'm probably with it than without it
That nigga think he finna catch me slipping but I doubt it
Thought I lost my heart it came up missing but I found it
I made it out the streets thank God I graduated
Had some ice on in my dream I got a Patek waiting
He probably think that I ain't peep I seen him fabricating
I had to get up on my feed because I got tired of waiting
Ran a check up like a meet cause I ran out of patience
Was on my last feel like a niggas ass was on the pavement
Skipping class to hit the booth a nigga trynna make it
Fuck the rules when u the truth it's kinda hard to fake it