Yeah
Shout out NFant
In school with it
Yeah, you wouldn't know about this life
Parkside Baby
[MoneySign Suede]
How you saying free him if you don't even send him kites?
Oh, you care about your people, huh? But you don't get 'em right
I remember back then, I was servin' in a bike
I be rappin', shit workin', I'm 'bout to take a flight
Who you think you is? Me and you, we not alike
The bitch you wanna fuck, lil' nigga, I been piped
If a nigga come and shoot, it's gon' be a gunfight
Tryna go and rob a nigga, rob a nigga late night
They said I was going up, going up, but then I fell
I'm smoking mary jane, the whole block, you can smell
If I rap for real, I ain't gotta use a scale
But I be robbing, hitting licks like there's no jail
Nigga, in this life, you can't be scared to take an L
I-I ain't never sorry, you can tell
You ain't never felt how I felt
My mama getting older while I'm sitting in a cell
10K on the lawyer and I still lost
But I'm straight, bitch, I'm cool, I gotta pay the cost
I was out here with a mask like fuck a job
Like, yeah, I said I rap, but I still rob
I ain't gon' lie, when I'm in, I'ma feel the pain
I ain't gonna see my brothers, pray he graduate
You gon' be out here living life while I'm in the cage
I took his life, this what deal I gave
Mama say when I get out, I gotta make a change
Mama say when I get out, she hope I ain't the same
When I get out, I'ma get out to a big-ass chain
And mark my words, when I get out, I'll have a bigger name
[NFant]
Ayy, you know I'm with the stick-up, pussy bitch, lay it down (Lay it down)
Was out here with a mask 'fore corona came around (Came around)
We gon' spin again, brother, get it in (Get it in)
He ain't spared, we still rot a nigga head for them dividends (For them dividends)
Back when I was hungry, they ain't wanna give me shit (Give me nothin')
I got problems, I'ma solve 'em, gotta get it with this stick (Stick)
Brother told me fuck a let-up, boy, don't give these niggas shit (Give 'em)
Kill everybody in the game, then get to pickin' off the bench
Ayy, but they ain't even knowing that I came out the 'partments ('Partments)
But I was posted on the curb where we spark shit (Spark shit)
Hot shit, get a fuck nigga car flipped (Flipped)
Spin his whip until the motherfuckin' car sick
And plus a hundred shells for any nigga try to play me
That chop, make it dance like I named it Sada Baby
Double back on his block like Brenda went got a baby
Hundred saggin' out the chop, left his face all on the pavement
[NFant]
Shit, they ran it
That one shit, dumb shit, that retarded shit
Fuck a nigga day up (Yeah), that type shit
Fuck the other side, uh-huh
I'm outta here
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