[Intro]
N***a that go for anything, since a kid
I never went for nothing
On my soul, you can ask my momma
You can ask my grandma
I never went for nothin'
I never went for no games
I never played with these n***as
When it was time to go to business, I stood ten toes with the best of 'em, n***a

[Verse]
Bitch, I break the door off the hinges
The trap do numbers whenever Papi get up in it
Auntie ran out of pots, told her point me to the blender
I got topside dawg on me, baby gotta hit it
Auntiе put it in a stim, this that one hitter quitter
Hundrеd round drum, bitch, I let dump on you n***as
I only rap my real life, I'm not one of you n***as
I take this shit to trial 'til every one of us acquitted
Fuck the motherfucking feds, I got bodies in my head
Doctor try and give me meds, told the n***a give me Percs
That's the only shit that work, help me when my feelings hurt
I been really doing dirt, I put n***as in the dirt
His mom crying out in church
Guess your son shouldn't have played
He was gangster on the 'gram, he see my gun in his face
Go 'head n***a talk that now, super cool, walked 'em down
That here go for any n***a who think I'on stand on business, n***a
Since a boy, I been that n***a
They killed my daddy in my face
Every n***a that get walked down, make sure I hit his face
Max died in front of me, I feel his blood still on my face
Fifth died for his Audi, when I'm in mines, I do the race
Put the Tris down, baby, I'm on seventeen strains
We pay for hits now, baby, I want seventeen straight
He not religious, he gon' play if he get sent up to them gates
BK know how to work the stick. therefore I had to demonstrate
They know I been that n***a
Since a boy, I knew the Reaper
I been talkin' to 'em lately
He say I'm talkin' kinda' crazy
Cause all I wanna see is red, I got demons in my head
I really want n***as killed
I still get in the field
I still jump out the car
And I walk my man down, If I don't feel satisfied then I shoot up the damn crowd
Give a fuck about a rap deal, still make crack deals
Still play the backfield, still'll serve you bad pills
Don't try me like a rap n***a
I don't really rat n***as
My youngins really whack n***as
Ask 'bout me, they say I'm that n***a
Ricky stole my bike when I was young, I went in the house and cried like a punk
My momma said: "If you don't get yo bike back, I beat yo ass"
I went outside and beat his ass
I got my bike back, too
No n***a play with me after that, I plan on keepin' it like that