Uh
I was tryna make it out a hellhole
Now I'm spending thousands out on Melrose
Walked a hundred thousand miles in my shelltoes
Now when I take pictures, still got my jail pose
Bumping elbows with killers and lifers
I'd rather chill in the projects, fuck chillin' on Rikers
Just 'cause you there, ain't gotta be active, they still gon' indict us
My hand catching cramps countin' shit, feel like arthritis
I really don't write it, she saw me, now she feeling excited
I caught a tan on the speedboat, from grams to a kilo
First class to London, I was drunk, walkin' through Heathrow
TSA was on me, smelling dope all on my peacoat
Breathe slow, head to toe, I got that shit on
Just dreaming 'bout the day when I would get on
Watch Frozen with my daughter, understand the shit my wrist on
I did it for myself, I doubled back and put my clique on
I came up from nothing, I really did it off the block
Shoot for the stars, I just pray that I don't get shot
I know they envy me
I paid for two, the plug sent me three
I beat that pussy like an MPC
I wanted millions, my nigga, from the beginning, chrome glaring
And I'm only sparing women and children
New foreign without no ceiling
Ace of Spade what I'm spilling
Such an amazing feeling
They put a check on his noggin, ain't gotta pay me to kill him
I relate to the realest, pray for whoever miss him
I got the juice, walking through, same boots as Bishop
Cellophane baggies, yellow brick, meet the wizard
Remember, to be Wu-Tang, you need a RZA
I came up from nothing, I really did it off the block
Shoot for the stars, I just pray that I don't get shot
I know they envy me
I paid for two, the plug sent me three
I beat that pussy like an MPC
Who ever thought that you'd be rich? Uh
Who ever thought that you'd be lit?
Who ever thought you'd pull up blunted in that 6?
Bunch of guns all in the crib
Spent a lil' under a hundred for the wrist
Where I come from, every summer, it was lit
This Cuban got my neck hurting
Your neck working, you ain't networking
You too focused on the next person
Mami texting me 'bout her next Birkin
Aim for the head, you hope that vest working
No designer today, I'm sweatshirting
Thinking of all them nights I ate alone
Stayed in an angry zone
Learnin' war tactics from Game of Thrones
You knew my life, you would've been shellshocked
This just a training day, no Denzel Wash'
I really did sell blocks
I pumped sour, watched my friend sell rocks
You live this life, you would've been shellshocked
Denali got hot, was in and out the rental spot
I'm callin' Virgil, I don't window shop, nah
I came up from nothing, I really did it off the block
Shoot for the stars, I just pray that I don't get shot
I know they envy me
I paid for two, the plug sent me three
I beat that pussy like an MPC
I came up from nothing, I really did it off the block
Shoot for the stars, I just pray that I don't get shot
I know they envy me
I paid for two, the plug sent me three
I beat that pussy like an MPC
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