[Verse 1]
I used to pray for certain things that I got now
I came a long way from jail, doing twenty-three lockdown
Young me always travelled the wrong route
Astaghfirullah, I used to keep the reh-teh in my mom's house
On the road, tryna hustle a thousand, hand-me-down trousers
I made n***as run like rounders
Done mazzas that have been on the news
Got away by the skin of my tooth
My friend died, to his mom, I delivered the news
My heart's broken, it can't be mended
Only fam, I don't do no friendships
I got shot by my own hand ting by my so-called bredrin
Fam, you can't tell me 'bout trauma
Seen a man get killed at the shop, tryna collect his order
I'm worth more than trap on the corner
The hood's full of draw-outs, alcoholics and talkers

[Interlude]
You know me, fam, it's like
I swear down, I just feel like there's more to this life bro
You get me? Like man can't just be doing the same shit all day every day bro
On the block bro, like I wanna see more bro
I wanna travel, I wanna do some shit bro, you get me?

[Verse 2]
RM, I keep pushing like bench press
More time I step on my ones but I'm feeling like ten men
Everyone's strapped, don't press them
Dad died and I feel like I should be there more for Ren-Ren
No one didn't show me an angle
Aged fourteen, I was driving like The Stig in the manual
Three-eight with the wood on the handle
Round arms like a bangle, these n***as snitch like Randall
Tryna make a mill then triple it
Break bread with my fam, I'm splitting it
Big shark but them man are likkle fish
Lock clubs if they don't let my n***as in
No tints on the whip, can't sit in it
The hot whip, four-hundred brake minimum
We're all from the same hood but now my success killing 'em
My darg shift white like Dillian
Slide out time, two straps and a pillion