picture me rolling, top drop to the sunset,
man on the billion, for sh*t i ain’t done yet.
so i’m not thinking about millions, ’cause i’ve already done it,
life of a dope boy, on my second, my goodness.
look in the mirror, see my reflection salute me,
homie had a strap, the n*gg* shining, he shoot that.
off with his head, homie, no, we don’t play that,
and never keep that work in the house where you’re laying.
for this is my recipe, i’m wining my destiny,
missing my home boys and they get the best of me.
for i’m walking with angels, get money with strangers,
the life of a screen name, it’s got a bangle,
in love with her down, but she’s still a hoe,
i’m still a n*gg*, so you know how it goes.
try not to look at her friends, try not to play her in public,
but a deal what a deal if she leaves and f*ck it.
in 2012, a long way from 1999,
a young n*gg* raced quick for a clock name.
i remember one time, more than one time,
at the school in 2009, in the hush land.
i was hustling grand like a motherf*cker grown man,
sixteen years old, paying the bills, i’m a grown man.
now i’m hustling while my brother doing jail time,
roll them a little, try to get a n*gg* fake tan,
strong will survive, ain’t no b*tch in my blood line,
on the hood they want, and n*gg* i’m on the good land.
this life ain’t about choices, and n*gg*s got vices,
but i’m strong playing their work like the n*gg* got license.
put these hoes on the roll, ’cause the b*tches be trifling,
cut the lights in the club, yeah, the n*gg* be icey.
n*gg*s talking me close, i’m just losing for prices,
i get money here, ’cause the n*gg*s be shy, still.
and that’s real.
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