[Intro]
(DY Krazy)

[Chorus]
I used to play, but now I really put my all in this
The other day, I just sat down and I reminisce
Told shawty “Don’t feel disrespected if I call you “Bitch””
These n***as out here disrespectin' ain’t cut like this
And I spit so much pain, I know you feel it
And I straight wan' smoke, that beef, I gotta kill it
Straight out that Nawf, I came from them roaches to them riches
I’m on the main stage, I was posted in them trenches

[Verse 1]
I got an eighties ancient rug layin' in my kitchen
I got a monkey and a tiger sleepin' where I’m livin'
Just bought a rifle, so no more, I do not tote a glizzy
Just from the corner, I can zip 'em, you know I ain’t missin'
I’m rockin' all white, I’m fly as hell like a pigeon
Recordin' all night, Birman still in that kitchen
I ain’t got much, but swear this is one hell of a feeling
Got off my ass, I tried everything I knew to get it
I took some losses on them bricks, but I’m still dealin'
Let go that white, that’s part my life, so I forever get it
Since I watch Belly, I tried lockin' it up in the ceilin'
Step on the stage in the light, I got my n***as with me
And I still tell them people not to take no pictures
And I’m still arguin' with my girl about them bitches
That fire up from the hip if you try to get me
I’m ridin' for all my n***as 'till I’m in the prison
[Chorus]
I used to play, but now I really put my all in this
The other day, I just sat down and I reminisce
Told shawty “Don’t feel disrespected if I call you “Bitch””
These n***as out here disrespectin' ain’t cut like this
And I spit so much pain, I know you feel it
And I straight wan' smoke, that beef, I gotta kill it
Straight out that Nawf, I came from them roaches to them riches
I’m on the main stage, I was posted in them trenches

[Verse 2]
Whole lotta swag, you know that I’m drippin'
Head on collision, I’m wreckin' the Bentley
Know that I’m with it, you play, I’ma spit
When they starin', I swear it’s temptin'
Swear that I’m loaded, I sit on the ceiling
Droppin' a bag, I’m killin' the city
You don’t like me? Then n***a, kill me
Ride with that static, for real, really

[Chorus]
I used to play, but now I really put my all in this
The other day, I just sat down and I reminisce
Told shawty “Don’t feel disrespected if I call you “Bitch””
These n***as out here disrespectin' ain’t cut like this
And I spit so much pain, I know you feel it
And I straight wan' smoke, that beef, I gotta kill it
Straight out that Nawf, I came from them roaches to them riches
I’m on the main stage, I was posted in them trenches