[Intro]
I'm a made man, you a rat, you ain't standin' on business
I'm a street n***a, I put my life on the line for the trenches
I'm a made man, you a rat, you ain't standin' on business
I'm a street n***a, I put my life on the line for the trenches
(Murky, don't be sad, boy)
(XCAIN got heat)

[Verse 1]
Grew up in the four, ain't nothin' but murder and pounds where I'm from
Told brodie, "One day we'll be rich, bro, just hold on"
Banks down the road stayin' afloat, sometimes life can be an ocean
Investin' all my time inside the booth, tryna make it out
Sometimes I be feelin' lost, I try to keep my head on
Couple n***as played, they know what's up, they gettin' headstones
In my own lane, I'm livin' life, I can't complain, bro
Damn, that's your girl? I ain't know that, what a small world
Dreams of runnin' the world, shit get deeper than runnin' the block
Love can be confusin' sometimes, I ain't lovin' no thot
You wanna get rich, scared to take risks, you can't run with me
Ridin' with fifty straps with fifty-eight, go down, we maskin' up
Eight-speed supercar, I call it a tarantula
N***as busy in they feelings, not they bag, I'll pass them up
I just caught an opp and popped it on him, he couldn't show me nothin'
I be tryna chill and lay up light, n***as aggy as fuck
I ain't felt love in a minute, I ain't had a hug in a minute
Releasin' that thug that's in me, releasin' that grudge that's in me
Why you talkin' crazy like these killers ain't hungry for money?
Ever since I learned how to walk, I've been all on my own (XCAIN got heat)
[Chorus]
Street n***a, I put my life on the line for the trenches
I'm a made man, you a rat, you ain't standin' on business
I'm a go-getter, money love me and I love money
I'm a dope dealer, smell like a pound of exotic weed
I'm a block baby, stood on the block 'til I got it right
I'm a drank sipper, love pourin' fours in cream sodas
I'm a D-boy, pounds on rush, n***a, I got 'em
I'm a lawyer, bro, never trade on gang, n***a, I'm rockin'

[Verse 2]
I came from the bottom, they ain't never think I'd get this far
Had the city robbin', I'm going for nothin', I got that stick
Trenches love me, one call, that's all, they comin' fast
I can't love you, if I was broke, you wouldn't give me a chance
Got exotic bags, I can turn a trapper to a plug
Got a lot of money, I can hit the stash on my ass
D.A. ain't holdin' nothin', say I be with nothin' but gang members
Lay behind rankings, judge say I'm a menace to society
Gang unit hang, I just wanna ball with my n***as
Heard he told somethin', piss me off, he talkin' 'bout he solid
Been with real killers, we don't diss, we come get rid of n***as
Been with real jackers, hold up, free my n***a Haitian Jack

[Chorus]
Street n***a, I put my life on the line for the trenches
I'm a made man, you a rat, you ain't standin' on business
I'm a go-getter, money love me and I love money
I'm a dope dealer, smell like a pound of exotic weed
I'm a block baby, stood on the block 'til I got it right
I'm a drank sipper, love pourin' fours in cream sodas
I'm a D-boy, pounds on rush, n***a, I got 'em
I'm a lawyer, bro, never trade on gang, n***a, I'm rockin'