I feel like I had to do it
You gotta go get a bag and whatever you do put the bag into it
You catchin bodies but ain't gettin money yo OG a bad influence
Gotta watch out fa niggas who do you a favor but act like they mad to do it
Lost so many niggas in the hood I think about it when I'm passin through it
Whole lotta niggas done crossed me
I was the one who was showin the love
Be careful with niggas that's what it had taught me
I seen a runner turn into a plug
I know the feelin of havin the bag
And losin it all being back in the mud
If it ain't about money I don't wanna talk
If I call him my brother then he like my blood
Some shit I can't say you just had to see
Homies locked up and its mass deceased
Tell me how you feel don't be askin me
Been broke so many times came back every time
I still got my last receipt
I done seen too many snakes
I'm cuttin so low I don't know how much grass to keep
Turned into the nigga I had to be
Ion know why niggas mad at me
I was the one never had to speak
When I ain't have the ball they ain't pass to me
You might have made it through school but don't be confused
It won't help you pass the streets
I'm really tryna look past the streets
You come to my hood you won't last a week
You get outta line it's gon cost you
I had to get off my ass and go run it up
I used to sleep onna flo' with the bugs
Niggas hate even if you ain't 100 up
You get some money they holdin a grudge
I'm tellin my story I can't even sum it up
But it won't never get back like it was
I'm tryna give em the game while I'm comin up, Only because
I feel like I had to do it
You gotta go get a bag and whatever you do put the bag into it
You catchin bodies but ain't gettin money yo OG a bad influence
Gotta watch out fa niggas who do you a favor but act like they mad to do it
Lost so many niggas in the hood I think about it when I'm passin through it
Whole lotta niggas done crossed me
I was the one who was showin the love
Be careful with niggas that's what it had taught me
I seen a runner turn into a plug
I know the feelin of havin the bag
And losin it all being back in the mud
If it ain't about money I don't wanna talk
If I call him my brother then he like my blood
I remember back I was broke had my hand out
They act like they ain't know who I was
Thirteen years innocent jumped off the porch and got introduced right to the drugs
Ain't seen this many people on my dick
Since I got me some money and caught me a buzz
They told me to grind, keep goin, keep it up
But really they don't give a fuck
Like where was you at when I needed you
I see you around only when I be feedin you
My shooter gon hit and I bet they won't leave a clue
I promise you nigga just give me a reason to
Gotta break down the weed it take up all the cabinets
Pistols, and beams on all the automatics
Lil bitch ate the dick I made her call me daddy
Got real movie clips cuz we want all the action
Up and down the interstate tryna get to it
Ain't shit to say a word show me how you gon do it
She done ate my dick yea and drunk my fluid
But she couldn't keep a secret so the bitch done blew it
Heard a nigga talkin out his neck don't do it
Make me pull up with the tool if you tryna unscrew it
Early mornin countin up watch me run through it
Stayin humble praying to God everyday I don't lose it
I feel like I had to do it
You gotta go get a bag and whatever you do put the bag into it
You catchin bodies but ain't gettin money yo OG a bad influence
Gotta watch out fa niggas who do you a favor but act like they mad to do it
Lost so many niggas in the hood I think about it when I'm passin through it
Whole lotta niggas done crossed me
I was the one who was showin the love
Be careful with niggas that's what it had taught me
I seen a runner turn into a plug
I know the feelin of havin the bag
And losin it all being back in the mud
If it ain't about money I don't wanna talk
If I call him my brother then he like my blood