Transcribed by: DDAWGFX

[Intro]
We've been through hell
We’ve been through hell

[Chorus]
They killing n***as in my city, why I keep a pole
These n***as bitch up and they fold act like I never know
I put them VV's on my pinkie baby watch it glow
I know the demons creeping on me, try to take my soul
But I can't slip that’s why I keep a fat stick
Buy the black grip
And I know a lot of n***as tried to slump me (ahh)
Lately i've been feeling lucky (ahh)

[Verse 1]
Money can't buy happiness
But it can buy your dead people, that money on your head
Walk up in the hood they see me they gon' call the feds (uh)
'cause they see him getting bands
(ouu) (wait) Running to the guap
If I wasn't rapping then i'd probably selling rocks
Selling rocks (uh) (uh)
They at your top, they at your top
They at your top, they at your top (uh)
And I don't know if I get gone i’ll get a bail
Life a gamble got to pick your heads and tails
I remember I was locked up in my cell
All my life, my n***as really been through hell