[Verse 1]
Almost died in that car crash in posh Philly
The car totaled, I look at her like "You Cool?"
And she like "Not really."
Shit my legs hurt
I'm like "I feel the same way plus my head hurt,"
Man I went head first
Want you to know that it wasn't my fault
As far as sex I was impressed I just wanted to talk
I just wanted to come see you maybe chill on your porch
And listen to you while you diss out your thoughts, now come on, How I felt about you then I mean I wasn't to sure
But how I feel about you now
I'm like fuck it I'm yours
I hear a lot of people saying "Yo, he wasn't that poor"
Listen, I was poor and I wasn't that bull
I used to have a hunna dollar bonds stuffed in my draws
When winter came come on what you think the oven was for?
Fuck friends, I mean what you think your cousins are for?
But my n***as like my cousins man I fuck with them bulls
I was the brokest as a kid
I had roaches in the fridge n***a
I just hope that I get rich
All my life I thought that coke would get us rich
Untill I realized, writing in my notes would get us rich n***a, Around that time I wasn't half this cool
I used to listen to Quilly everyday after school
Then I started rapping and he turned to competition
Now, I'm thinking to myself, I gotta pass this dude
No offense n***a, just let me vent n***a
I been through some shit n***a
But I stay on my shit n***a
How many people really fuck with me for who I am?
Not because I'm the man
Not because I got co-signs
Not because I got fans
Not because I made sauce
Not because I have plans
Never thought I'd get this far
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Drake told me (?)
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