Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid
Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays
So many stories from my dope boy days
And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways
Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid
Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays
So many stories from my dope boy days
And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways
I done seen a lot of shit in my day
You ain't ever been scared till a gun up in yo face
Yeah I been robbed before I ain't ashamed
Anything can happen anytime when you selling cocaine
Sometimes you got to charge it to the game
If you ain't ever had no indictments we ain't the same
When I was selling dope I told myself ill never change
Its a special feeling when everybody know you the man
Bands in your pockets everybody knowing your name
If you wasn't getting money nigga then you a lame
But then I realized hustling don't bring nothing but pain
You got so much time to think when you locked up in them chains
When you work the block its like you been stuck in a maze
Police wanna take all the niggas turn us to slaves
Work us for free till they put us down in the grave
And they wanna call it the land of the free home of the brave
Wait
Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid
Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays
So many stories from my dope boy days
And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways
Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid
Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays
So many stories from my dope boy days
And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways
I done fucked so many hoes a nigga lost count
Tried to get me to stay the night but bitch I got to bounce
My white boy from Tiffin just called he said he need a ounce
Choosing a bitch over getting paper that's not aloud
I done seen so many hard days and long nights
When you got to swallow a pack make sure its tied tight
I ain't ever snitch never gave a name in my life
Unless you a civilian I'm sorry its not right
You never talk you never tell you never rat
Even if it was your best friend who stabbed you in the back
The game is different that's why I had to get out the trap
Because niggas don't give a fuck about the code that's a fact
When I look back we had some good times most of its bad
To the youngins listening stay out the game this ain't a fad
You don't wanna spend the rest of yo life sleeping on a slab
That's why all I do now is grind with this music and be a dad
Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid
Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays
So many stories from my dope boy days
And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways
Pyrex in the kitchen like I'm still getting paid
Phone blowing up like I'm still hitting plays
So many stories from my dope boy days
And I'm still kind of stuck in my ways