Yeah
Who was slept on, you heard me?
Tell me who was doubtin' nigga
Niggas ain't thought you was gon' be shit in life
Like this, we run it
Back then they used to count me out, I had to spread my wings
Bitch, I sacrificed my life sellin' that white to make they ass believe
Fight after fight, up all night, servin' on dog fiend
'Cause money wasn't right, couldn't afford the price to pay for David's G
And dude thought I was alright, I had to play for keeps
So I roll the dice, drop my nuts, and pay for half the dream
Whoever thought that my shit'd hit a million streams?
I made 'em close they mouth, now I'm like, "Yeah, bitch, what the fuck you mean?"
Ain't it fucked up how your own niggas turn they back?
But strong minds win every time, gon' make 'em pay for that
I stayed up on my grind, wait on my time to drop them back to back
Now labels hit my line, talkin' 'bout flyin' me out to get them racks, yeah
Niggas know I been retarded, I just now took it serious
Really I feel like ain't nobody fuckin' with me, period
It's fourth quarter, crunch time, bitch, I'm like Paul Pierce
Might double clutch and bust shots, one shot'll take your spirit
See lil' one trippin', should've knew that it was up with me
I keep some niggas with me with the shit, gon' let it bust for me
They pray they catch him slippin' 'cause they know I'm fuckin' up the streets
But no I won't be rich, them chop' bullets get him, now you rest in peace
Brrat, brrat, bah, three shots'll put him underneath
No question when it come to steppin', play and you get touched from me
If you ain't my brother then fuck you, you can't get nothin' from me
When I was down bad, nigga ain't fuck with me
Back then they used to count me out, I had to spread my wings
Bitch, I sacrificed my life sellin' that white to make they ass believe
Fight after fight, up all night, servin' on dog fiend
'Cause money wasn't right, couldn't afford the price to pay for David's G
And dude thought I was alright, I had to play for keeps
So I roll the dice, drop my nuts, and pay for half the dream
Whoever thought that my shit'd hit a million streams?
I made 'em close they mouth, now I'm like, "Yeah, bitch, what the fuck you mean?"
Yeah, man, yeah, you know
Fuck a nigga, that's strictly how I'm feelin'
Nigga got me fucked up
Respect it or check it, pussy
Had to get it by myself, I ain't ask for help
Hah, grah
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