[Intro]
Yeah, ayo‚ yeah
[Verse]
All my podnas from the hood understand
We ain't letting section 8 get the upper hand
Trying to flip this pie and then we stacking up some rubber bands
Trying to put my brothers in a place where they understand
I was 11 when I first started rapping sh*t
Figured that I'd go platinum right off the bat and sh*t
Funny how this life work and yeah dog the people change
Swear this verse is light work‚ I'm about to crush the game
I'm a different cloth‚ yeah man we ain't cut the same
When I cut these records upper cuts, f*ck the lames
Flipping through the pages in my journal when I write this
Feeling amazing, [?] but I fight to live
Praying that the boy gon' see 25
I hit 21‚ I prayed to be alive
Cause the city that I'm from dog is really do or die
17 years young I'm chilling outside
Witnessing a couple killings while they running off like villains in the darkness of night
Truly remember all those soundsback in Cinnamon Woods
I need a shorty that's gon' make me feel real good
I need a blunt rolled fat for my podnas in the back
15 trying to steal my momma's Cavalier
Had me doing reckless sh*t all year
Had me doing reckless sh*t all year
Had me doing reckless sh*t all year
[Outro]
1998, my debut project on BobbyBoy Records is coming this August. So I need y'all to f*cking show out