Hey listen, we live in a cold world
It's all about how you deal with it
And how you move along with it, you know what I'm saying?
I went through a lot of pain in life
My friend
I went through a lot of transgressions (Taylor bout' the f**kin fleggs!)
And I grew up as a minor, not gonna lie
I had a baby at a young age, hm
I should take you along

I went through pain at a young age
Ain't nobody believing me, yah no
And I can tell you I had dreams all the way to the stars
And everyone laughed in my face, and I was betrayed, I was alone
Just me and my brother on a mission in the dirt road
But one thing in our head we kept our dreams comе true (Taylor bout' the f**kin fleggs!)
Wе always accomplished everything that we did
And people always hated but we never let it faze us
It was just me and him, and I can tell you that's my brotherly love

I don't got no love left in my body
I don't got no trust left in my body
And I'm numb from all this pain yeah
To cheat on him and cheat on him and cheat on me and I don't care
I take these drugs and I can tell you I don't mind
My mama kicked me out the house I was only 17 yuh (Taylor bout' the f**kin fleggs!)
I was young
I was walking a lonely road in the hood
In poverty
I was popping bottles, six Percocets by the daily, by the da
I caught an ambulance about three times, havin' seizures
And they looked me in my face and said you hit rock bottom
Rock bottom
I even walked in the mental hospital cryæng
I'm crying out for help
But God looked down on me and said "You chosen, you golden!"
And I'm such a self-abuser I went back on the drugs and I sold my soul (Taylor bout' the f**kin fleggs!)
Now I make these millions, that's just who I am
I'm a menace to society, I would label that when I was only 15
In and out of programs, I was steady sticking African-American gentlemen up

True story

Hey you wanna know why I'm hurt, right?
When people left me in the dirt, African-American gentleman
And people didn't give a fuck about me at all
Nobody called me when I checked my phone, I was broke
Nobody cared about me if I was okay, yeah (Taylor bout' the f**kin fleggs!)
I was in the traphouse, in the methhouse yeah
In the middle of nowhere, in the sticks yeah
I probably could've end up dead yeah, I'm a living testimony
You should be happy I'm rapping right now
I probably would've been six feet under or probably in hell
Nobody give a fuck about me but that's okay
I got a baby just to look after yah
I gotta make the millions so when I get older it can just be me and her in a big mansion in the middle of nowhere
I love my daughter
I don't mean to be a bother (Taylor bout' the f**kin fleggs!)
My lifestyle I been wilding
As of right now man, I'm a rapper
I made it to the top way too big and way too fast mane
I been on the fastlane expresslane
Got to that fame pretty quick, huh?
I didn't even take a couple years, African-American gentleman, took about almost a year only African-American gentleman yeah
Understandin' intuition, third eye, it's open African-American gentleman