I came out that mud like a pig
I was broke, so I did what I did
Hit the streets, we was late on the bills
Got shot in my neck, it got real
I came out that cut, it was cold
Can’t speak on everything I sold
APD tried to capture my soul
I spent some time in the hole
I made a bond with the junkies
They was with me, the brought me the money
I even let the junkies serve em
& they told me everything they heard
Remember nights I couldn’t sleep
I learned how to walk in the dark
Hole in my sock, they were cheap
I’m just grateful my bih had a heart
I walked with the devil alone
You weren’t there that night I lost my soul
Couple my patnas they snorted powder, but Lil Nefew didn’t play with his nose
You can’t tell me shit bout the struggle
You never ate a water sandwich
Drink a couple cups of water
Til it feel like you ate a sandwich
Swear to god I done slept on the floor
Had roaches crawling on my hand
Locked up with n***as who were grown
& that made Lil Nefew a man
I rose above my depression
So I put that rose in my face
On the block where I got off my lessons
When you broke, water sandwich like steak
Call me Nefew I came off that corner
I knew I would pop like a soda
Won’t speak on everything I sold
I stand on my morals and codes
I was shooting ball with uncle Jeffrey
He used to trick me out my dope
When I first got locked up I was ready
I told em take me to the hole
What you know about a quick flip
That water whip soft gotta sell it quick
We was trapping up white call it counterfeit
Used to walk to my plays, I ain’t have a whip
I found me a lane & I balanced it
These ain’t Balenci’s these New Balances
Sometimes you gotta chill out today
That mean you live to trap another day
I heard them boys at the store today
Wait till they leave, serve another play
I was selling crack rock with my Patna
I still got that blood on my choppa
Imma beat up the trap with them haymakers
Mortal Kombat like Morocco
I walked in them bricks like Pootietang
Lil Nefew had dirt on his shoestrings
I watched my daddy kick the bucket
So a n***a can’t tell me a damn thing
I’m a lil n***a but I’m a heavyweight
Never ran from no B that was what-her-name
I jumped in the streets with the young n***as
It’s a draco it got the drum in it
N***a wearing purses and they think it’s cool just because it got a gun in it
I stayed in the trap with my long johns
Air Max serving D in em
N***as pants too tight
They don’t look like they can breathe in em
On the block shooting dice
Ain’t no room in the trap, gotta squeeze in it
I make my songs for the street n***as
And them n***as who think that they be with it
Put my dope in a trashcan
Imma pop a n***a tryna peep in it
If I rob a n***a I’m a bad man
But if I stay broke I’m a weak n***a
I was in court with that dope on me
Definition of a street n***a
Remember scared to get some rest
I was seeing handcuffs in my sleep n***a