[Chorus]
Got a couple goons here with me in the spot
Dummy try to run up on me then he gettin' shot
Don’t you look at me no funny way, I might take what you got
They asked me if I changed ways, probably not

[Verse]
I got n***as sitting up doing time, they in the box
I remember on that block, I been what's fly, I'm fuckin’ thots
N***as talkin' like they with this shit, they wasn't sellin' rocks
N***as talkin' like they wit' this shit, they never get no gwuap
Why you talking hot?
We could spin the block, this off the top, fuck the shit i wrote
This shit ain't no joke, a n***a run up on me, pistol through his throat
I'ma take his life, leave him at thе light
These n***as talking like thеy with this shits, I see him, it’s on sight
And my future lookin’ bright, I'm tryna get to different levels
Angel on one shoulder, on the other side the Devil
N***as talking like they with this shit, shit they ain’t on my level
'Bout to cop a Richard mil', flooded on the bezel
Fuck the opps, them n***as meddle
Ain't nothin’ I'm tryna settle
Fuck around, I get 'em gone, call Brodie like, "What's the schedule?"
Corny, I call the kettle
Knew I was something special
Fell in love with the studio, shit, I'm happy I met you
I'm a real one, speaking from them trenches
I got n***as locked down behind the fences
(I'm a real one, real one, speaking from them trenches)
(I got n***as locked down behind the fences)
I done moved my mom out the hood to a better place
Did a couple things but no slackin', time to elevate
N***as hate but in reality I know I'm living great
I'on care, I bet you wish you had a better faith
Pickin' up the pace, I don't care to lose the ones who can't relate
I'm grateful like a mother fucker, I don't celebrate
Onna paper chase, it's gon' be a problem if my paper late
Day-to-day, I been bustin' sweat out like it's labor day
I'm workin' hard, in the studio, steady on my grind
Money on my mind, this shit got me on a different time
Overtime, 24/7, it's a colder mind
Head-ups any situation you ain't fold mine
Talkin' on the gram, all jacks 'til we slide through
4-5 bullets through ya' back, you gon' die too
Realize you don't really want smoke, I advise you
We really live it, I can't tell you what the guys do
Free my n***a Mini Mack, he shoot shit, he like 5'2
Claimin' what you didn't do, you pussy I despise you
Rather have a rival than have a fake friend
I been through some shit that I won't ever do again
I'm still riding 'til the end, loyalty no pretend
If I call you my brother then you blood fuck a friend
Got some new shit that extend, if a n***a tryna run me, oh no, got up, oh no
[Chorus]
Got a couple goons here with me in the spot
Dummy try to run up on me then he gettin' shot
Don't you look at me no funny way, I might take what you got
They asked me if I changed ways, probably not