[Verse]
Ayy, bitches said I changed up, I just got my change up
'Member I was starvin', makin' n***as give they chains up
Used to be a nobody 'til I got my name up
Hit the sucker side with big guns, blowin' brains up
Singin' them my song, 'member n***as used to hang up
Now they come around 'cause a n***a got his fame up
No security, so a n***a got a thang tucked
Bitch, I'm from the 6, you diss the block, you gettin' flamed up
I'm still up on the same shit, down for another stick
Should be doin' life, I'm activated and I pull skits
Ain't takin' disrespect, that n***a trippin', watch his dome split
Rowdy young n***a, daddy died, I had to spill shit
Death to my opponents, better pray I'm kept inside a cell
Twenty-five to life, I'll take that before I'm sent to hell
Scary when I'm hungry, knock you down for a plate of food
Remember bein' broke, robbin' n***as for they tennis shoes
Sneakin' out the house, now I'm callin' mama on collect
This the life I chose, sorry, mom, know you tried your best
Came a long way, now I got diamonds drippin' off my neck
Still'll hit the sucker side, bounce out and leave a mess
No pass gang, if he slippin', six to the chest
Ten toes down, never switchin', that's until the end
I know my judge mad, she try to break me, I could never bend
No new n***as, I'll make money 'fore I make a friend
Free all of my n***as that went down for a homicide
N***a should've known fuckin' with us make your mama cry
Real ball player, what you know about them wicked nights?
Team full of killers, you can't hang if you ain't took a life
I'm activated, hard-headed, P.O. mad she can't lecture me
Pistol on my side, I'll be damned they take my breath from me
Judge tryna throw away my life and let it get to me
Ain't trippin', though, I'm proud of what I did, I'll say it faithfully
He claimin' he an opp, he ain't finna die peacefully
The shit I done done'll leave a n***a scarred mentally
You could be standin' right here and won't be feelin' me
There's been a couple times where they almost got the best of me
December 22nd, '03, mama birthed a demon
Type to bag a n***a broad day and won't need a reason
Masked up, purgin', summertime is the greatest season
Leave a n***a leakin', six shots, now he ain't fuckin' breathin'