[Chorus: Young Ralph]
You didn't really do what I did, you ain't really live how I live
You ain't never been down there
You ain't really jumped off the porch with a step ladder with a couple packs, ran off with a tech
You ain't never took a loss, came back from the loss, flossin again
You ain't really on the Perks, smoke one in the trentches and do it again
You ain't really did it, you ain't really did it

[Verse 1: Young Ralph]
You ain't never scraped up crums with your lil homie, tryna get a pack
You ain't never really sittin on four, shit just didn't make it back
You ain't really gettin no money
You ain't really seein them stacks
You ain't really smokin on that loud
You ain't really sippin on Ak
You ain't really trapped in the trentches
You ain't never really had to run from 12 like this
You ain't never hung around the scails in that bitch
You ain't never had to wear a mask in the 6
You ain't never really had to talk to the kids when they're older
Shootin off that burner, you can still smell the oder
Way I do it, smoke everything over
Just popped two Perks, still feel sober
And I'm really with it, really with it
Really with it, really did it
Multiply, add it up
Komma komma, more didgets
Black on black slavery
Rep Atlanta, Steve Avery
And I rep Clievlend, ADE
Yeah, I put it on the map
[Chorus: Young Ralph]
You didn't really do what I did, you ain't really live how I live
You ain't never been down there
You ain't really jumped off the porch with a step ladder with a couple packs, ran off with a tech
You ain't never took a loss, came back from the loss, flossin again
You ain't really on the Perks, smoke one in the trentches and do it again
You ain't really did it, you ain't really did it

[Verse 2: 482Duke]
You ain't took no loss, you ain't no boss
You ain't been to the side of the north
N***a, you need to close your mouth
Or a n***a be at your house
I ain't never gave no shit
I ain't never been no snitch
I ain't never ever gon switch
My mama ain't got no daughter
My dad ain't raised no bitch
You don't know shit bout the 3
You don't know shit bout the 6
You don't know how deep this shit get
You ain't never really been lit
You ain't never killed no shit
Boy, you ain't never smoked shit
Probably still payin rent
You ain't never really made sense
You know you really don't wanna hit
If you do, my shooters hit
I'm tryna get rich for my kids
You can have the rest of this shit
I just want the cash, that's it
I was on the X in the pic
Pray to god, made it through the thick
Why you be mad, lil bitch?
Is it cause you ain't had shit?
You can stop your shit
It's a differents between a bad lil bitch
And a dumb bad lil bitch
[Chorus: Young Ralph]
You didn't really do what I did, you ain't really live how I live
You ain't never been down there
You ain't really jumped off the porch with a step ladder with a couple packs, ran off with a tech
You ain't never took a loss, came back from the loss, flossin again
You ain't really on the Perks, smoke one in the trentches and do it again
You ain't really did it, you ain't really did it