[Intro]
You know I gotta get used to this rap shit, for real
Uh, uh, I gotta get used to this rap shit, man
I ain't with all that bullshit-ass, lame-ass, industry-ass (KJLetTheBeatKnock)
I'm in the streets, my n***a

[Verse]
Man, these n***as ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
'Fore I let a n***a play with me, I'ma break the news, he dyin' (Dyin')
I don't need no n***a checkin' on me 'cause that shit be fake, but I'm cool, I'm fine (I'm straight)
Can't go to sleep, lot of shit on my mind
I'm high off these Percs, takin' three at a time
I hate bein' sober, if this shit go right, it's over
These n***as don't want smoke, gotta fake kick, tryna play their role to survive
N***as be walkin' 'round doin' fake shit, but hе got money, so it's slime
I don't give a fuck how much monеy I got, bruh, please correct me if I'm wrong
I don't give a fuck what we goin' through, baby, just keep prayin' I make it home
I know these n***as hate I got motion, some of 'em hopin' that I die
Had to cut off this ho, that bitch, they still actin' like the FBI
I done ran up some cash, them n***as got mad (Mad, damn), I'm sittin' here thinkin', "Why?"
I thought that's the reason we hustlin' (Huh)
We was trapped in 'til we musty
We was locked in, but you cut me (Damn)
Broke a n***a heart and it hurt (Hurt me, damn)
Man, I gotta get used to this rap shit, still mixin' bars with the Percs
Still'll pull a— shh, chill out, Mula
Man, I swear to God, I'm on dirt (For real)
Last week, I went crazy, six days straight (Crazy), then Sunday mornin' went to church (God)
Askin' God, "Please save a n***a, God, get me away from all these demons"
Make sure all these n***as come around me real, you know I kill for no reason
Mama heard me prayin' out loud, "Why you talkin' like that in this church?" (Church)
"Could've stayed your ass at home (For real), "And I know that ain't blood on your shirt" (What the fuck?)
I jumped straight out the porch, robbin' and takin'
Trap in the house, 'cross the street, it was vacant
Lot of n***as drowned in that water, didn't make it (No)
A couple n***as got locked up, they were babies (Free 'em)
And me, I'm a diamond in the rough (Huh)
Whole time, I'm working for a couple millions
Ain't no more bein' humble, fuck that, these pussy-ass n***as tryna kill me
You gotta kick down the door if you got to
Go take your shit, let me get that (Hand it all)
I ain't tryna link up with you n***as (Mm, mm), so get off my dick, where your bitch at?
N***as throwin' these shots and I caught 'em
Put a 50 round Glock on the back of the box (Dah, dah, dah)
I'm tryna— huh, ha, ha
When I catch your bitch-ass, he gettin' fought
Everybody know me from the old me
N***a say he gon' do this and that, then show me
Ridin' 'round lowkey, we four deep
I ain't got no tags on it 'cause it's stolen
N***as been linkin' up like that's stoppin' somethin'
Walk down, face drop, droppin' somethin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom)
When you hit the head, the body gon' fall
They talk about me like I'm big and tall
I'm shootin' guns to put holes in the wall
I'm the reason n***as eatin' through a straw
When he keep screamin' diss verse, everything, I'ma press that button to get you knocked off
I don't give a fuck how much money he got, I bet I can make your mouth drop
Bet I can get a n***a ass out of here if he come on my block
I'm connected with killers, my city love me, they just waitin' on me to win
I ain't fakin' with nobody, I'ma get in the game that some real n***as in
I know n***as don't like me, fuck 'em, what they gon' do? Get killed or shot (Ha)
N***as know not to show their hand, gotta play it close, tryna trick me out my spot
But it's over with
[Outro]
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, n***a? I'm a boss, n***a (Ha)
I know how to move, CEO, 16 business, man
N***as know I know how to move (Ha-ha)
I know n***as fakin' with a n***a, I know n***as scared to show their hand (Ah, big moves)
N***as ain't out here no more, you washed up-ass n***as
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, n***a? (Yeah)