[Intro]
(EY3ZLOW on the beat)

[Verse]
I come from the gutter where half of the kids, they don’t got a mother or father
As I talk through the mic' and I tell you my life, not forgettin' to say that I’m sorry
I ain’t really got nothin' and I cannot pretend
One million plus, man, that really ain’t shit
Five hundred up, that’s the day that I quit
Youngin' came up and he flooded his wrist
Feel I’m too tough for to break for a bitch
Soon as you ain’t watchin', get ripped out 'yo pockets
You think she loyal ‘till she fuck with on partner
Or fuck with a n***a who really do got it
Oh, that’s yo' brother 'till he up with the choppa
Take everything, now you back at the bottom
I been movin' so wrong, they said it’s a quеst
But you out of luck, you don’t know that I’m watchin'
Play my music and I know that they listen
They rеally don’t feel it, but actin' like it
You a [?] and they won’t give a fuck, 'till everybody get extradited
Everybody gon' cry at my candlelight
Everybody who fake should be brought excitement
I’ma come from the heart, I ain’t gotta write it
Mother fuck if it’s war, you ain’t gotta like it
[Chorus]
Live up to the livin' on legacy
Brush up, yeah, let up
Leave all my money to the residences
My death, yeah, my death
Please bring my murder to the present tense
Yeah, my right over left
Yeah into [?], we gon' step on shit