I used to throw pills back
And walk around with an attitude
Nobody couldn't tell me shit
Fuck y'all I got math to do
My teacher knew that I was special
I was still serving after school
Dropped out and I started dropping music
Let's see what rap can do
I tried to get fly with some niggas
But they poked holes in my parachute
I always come with facts and proof
Don't tempt me
I'll embarrass you
Like I ain't expect to get this far, but somehow I had managed to
My heart still hurt every now and then
That damage be collateral
My momma say she having back pains
I hate when she stressing
What they say behind my back change when they in my presence
And I'm so glad I ditched the crack game
And stayed in my section
Cause all that
Shit talking
Cross throwing
Made me a weapon
I'm waving my weapon
Nigga I'm as wavy as Kelly
With too many bars
I'm steady bumping heads with my celly
Ahead of my time
But don't know what time it is
Someone tell me
Rest In Peace Pac
I pray I make it back safe to the Telly
They wishing on my downfall
They ready
Really
I wish some niggas never made it out of the belly
They don't try battling with a beast
Cause they ain't crazy
They scary
They get the ups I know them niggas won't spare me
They ask me do I keep my heat and I'm like yessir
You checking me about a bitch
You need to check her
I heard you just jumped off the porch
My shooters experts
Your hittas do not move for free
They need a check first
I say one word and get him gone
Cause I'm that nigga now
Now I'm too big to entertain beef
I turned my savage down
They L.O.L'd while I was down nobody laughing now
Nigga your momma still in the hood
What is you bragging about
I'm indecisive
I got too many options on my table
They was making statements
While I was getting mentioned by some labels
Flight out the city
Bro said don't comeback
You know them niggas hate you
They want my spot
But on the real
I ain't finically stable
I don't rap about what I got
Cause I don't got shit I'm still chasing
You aint fuck with me back then
Now i show love and you still hating
I was too small for the NFL and I ain't been in that field lately
I know this what I was praying for
But God Damn this shit feel crazy
I don't forget favors
I'm still sending Will paper
We still trying to get even
I'm keeping that shit gangster
A specialized risk taker
And strong minded quick thinker
I'm all about Ben Franks
You niggas need bitch maintenance
Survival is a must
I'm just a diamond in the rough
I done been humble for too long
Now all my prices just went up
I got some money stash to the side
That I ain't touch in a few months
And all that fuck shit out the window
And we high up
I dare you to jump
I don't know too much bout when Iggy died
Heard they hit my dawg with a pump
I been fucked up ever since
They gon regret what they've done
Cause we still 0 and 1
But we still going dumb
They still giving me the cold shoulder
So I'm still going numb
They ask me do I keep my heat and I'm like yessir
You checking me about a bitch
You need to check her
I heard you just jumped off the porch
My shooters experts
Your hittas do not move for free
They need a check first
I say one word and get him gone
Cause I'm that nigga now
Now I'm too big to entertain beef
I turned my savage down
They L.O.L'd while I was down nobody laughing now
Nigga your momma still in the hood
What is you bragging about