[Verse 1]
Yo
I went from a boy to a man on the curb
I'm a man of my word
Just a man with some birds
Got friends killing friends, yeah, the madness [?]
It's a big weight n***a, couldn't manage a third
Got the choppa on the table and, the work on the floor
Send that pack OT and put that work on a tour
10 out of 10, I give that worker [an] applause
Yeah, I grind for my shit I hope you're working for yours
I remember 010 jumping out of that Range
You can't do that n***a because that's out of your range

Look, I said that's out of your range
Remember cold nights, grinding, standing out in that rain
When I'm talking to the runners, all we talk about is numbers
If you talking about the youngers then you talking about some gunners

Yeah, it's gonna be a cold summer
I wonder, but look
My best [?] a picture, told me "Hold that G"
I made a tape, he made a tape
But I sold that G
I'm not you dumb n***as, don't give out the [?] out free
And if you talking about my [?] then I own that G

Yeah, they say my wordplay is one of a kind
Used to make the feens line, yeah one at a time
A n***a never lie, not in one of my rhymes
And I can buss a n***a just of one of my lines, I swear

Yeah, I tell these fuck n***as wait a minute
Still catch me in the car with that weight up in it
Hit the dope spot let the [?] spin it
[?]

N***as think they know me because the saw me on the web
Only really know me if you saw me with the Z
In handcuffs if you saw me with the feds
I ain't never been [?] never saw me on the edge
Cause everyday I put my life at risk
I swear down it like my n***as [?]
My n***a stacked 30K just to light his wrist
And if that n***a broke then, his life's a myth
BB 3 yeah, it's the third one
It's like a n***a can't chill until the bird comes
I tell her sit back and burn one
You're listening to a real n***a if you've never heard one