[Intro]
(The playlist)
Huh
(Damn, 'Tro, you made this?)
Can't rest this shit, this like-, I don't know, like a marathon
You gotta take this shit step by step

[Verse 1]
It's just apart of being me
I'm a product of the streets (Streets, yeah)
They gave dawg, and that's his first time, he seventeen
I'm a product of my block, I stood out there in the cold (Cold)
I was tryna steal a car, they tried to send me down the row
And I was only on my block, 'cause I ain't have nowhere to go
I dropped three hundred on the car, for the times that I was broke
I'm gettin' tired of being judged, actin' like they know my soul
N***a act like 'cause I'm black, then one day I won't make it home
I put a dick all on my pole
I gotta take one if I go, I mean it
Half of my heart cold, anemic
Famous, I can't go in Neiman
Unless that bitch closed
And I got so much smoke, but I'm still out doing shows
Preformin' with my rod, in case a n***a wan' act up