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I can't believe I did it
I saw the light before it was my time
That minute that I touched your face
I disobeyed you
And I became a man tonight
I can't believe I did it
I saw the light before it was my time
That minute that I touched your face
I disobeyed you
And I became a man tonight
What's it worth bein' solid in a world full of fags?
Poker face on one billion, I can't lie, I know it kinda stung me
I ain't blood or bein' cocky, they say what's poppin', it's us, really
I cut off the extra baggage, now the jet is much bigger
I already asked God for forgiveness, we must get 'em
Cut my hand off if I dap them niggas up, I can't feel 'em
When you thuggin', it's like fuckin' with a judge, give life sentence
Fifteen years in and I guarantee you'll feel different
I could move to Palm Springs and fuck the hood, it's still in me
Really stopped the bros from smackin' that boy cold, he still trippin'
We the ones who got the money back then, we still gettin' it
Went legit and tried to take care of my guys, they tried to flip it
If the judge child catch a case
They retain lawyers with the quickness
If my nigga catch a charge, I'm right
There for him, what's the difference?
They can't fuck with me at all, they
Pay them blogs to tell you different
I don't do this shit for the bitches, so you ain't gotta listen
I ain't gettin' this shit for clout, I'm
Tryna leave business here for my children
I ain't pickin' sides with rappers
If it ain't us, it ain't my business
I done doubled up my grind, I keep on climbin' off of the trenches
Get a million, you think everything's alright, it ain't that simple
Irritate me, but if I pop 'em, it get worse, this shit a pimple
Really gave this shit my time, when she
Wasn't worth it, I should've pimped it
Ready to kill and die for what I believe, I'm big on principles
A youngin crashin' out at the fuckin' house when we mention it, yeah
Woah
Thinkin' 'bout the pain and the trauma that I done been through
Thankful for the islands and countries that we done been to
If it wasn't for all my accolades and makin' racks cool
Lil' boy, you know I would drench you
Internet nerds tryna tell us how the street feel
Ten years strong, I ain't even reach my peak still
Fifty million and I keep my masters, that's a sweet deal
Yeah
VVS's cover all my scars like I'm Meek Mill
Drac' got life, I paid a lawyer, damn, I hope he beat pill
Take me out the hood, but my heart is in the streets still
They tearin' down the real ones
You ain't never had a gangster baby, come and feel one
Say you ain't no real nigga 'til you kill one
I came out the womb as one of them and I'm still one
The syrup runneth over
I pour out my feelings and emotions in a soda
She say that she love me, but I feel she got a motive
Would you fuck me the way you do if I was local?
21 4L, I throw the Roc up like I'm Hova
Nigga, I put the hood on my shoulder
I'ma stand on principles and morals 'til it's over
Thought you had to rap 'bout what you live and I got older
I come from the trenches where it's plastic on the sofa
Thirty in his britches, he ain't never seen a holster
Mama always worked in his environment and coached him
And by five thousand dollars, nigga, he'll throw a pistol
Runnin' 'round hungry, shit'll turn you to a soldier
They can't wait to kill your mama, whoever post ya
He fightin' a case, he swear that him and God closer
Soon as he get free, he turnin' right back to a vulture
Thuggin' in these streets, nigga, I can't blame ya
Tryna feed your fam, dog, I can't blame ya
Product of environment, so I can't shame ya
Yeah
I'm just like you, but I got famous
If I had a superpower, I would save ya
We all from the ghetto where it ain't no favors
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