(Part 1: Letter From Lucci)
[Intro: YFN Lucci]
Yeah, huh yeah yea yea
Yeah, uh uhh
Told em they shouldn't, less you want none
Wait for it, gotta want one
Gotta have, everything yeah yea
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
If anything I'ma grind
Somebody tell 'em that it's my time
Somebody tell me why they hatin' on me
Somebody tell 'em stop hatin' on me yea
Somebody tell 'em that I'm not lyin'
Somebody tell 'em I will outshine
Anybody think they gone replace me
You know I am who they said I wouldn't be
You know you gotta win, fight, conquer
I promise to go in, I wouldn't lie to you honor
I promise to come in and destroy my opponent
I promise no man want it as bad as I want it
Somebody go and tell 'em that I'm not lyin'
Somebody tell 'em I will outshine
Anybody think they gone replace me
You know I am who they say I wouldn't be yeah
[Verse: YFN Lucci]
Uh, n***a let's get it understood
N***a still might jugg what you mean?
I'm good, I gotta eat, I gotta eat, yeah yea hey
But they don't wanna listen
Everything a n***a tell 'em they ain't never want to believe
I got a whole lot of tricks up my fuckin' sleeve
What would you do if a n***a really ever leave, uh
I'm from the slums, we ain't have shit n***a barely had a crumb
Sell hundred bags buy a hundred round drum
Tryna take sum tell 'em ring the alarm
I gotta build for my kids I ain't have nothin' but Mom
Gotta give 'em things I ain't have when I was young
Everything got a pricing I'm just sayin', gotta maintain
N***a gotta go and get something
Since he was frustrated, n***a frustrated
Gotta count a hundred mil' before the Lord take me
And If I make it I pray to God I can save it
And I'ma give it all to my baby
And I'ma put it all in my song baby
Told her "got it all" but she still ain't grateful
Paid for it all bitch still ain't grateful
I wonder if I fall will you be here later yeah yeah
Straight to the top, where I'm goin', know it
Every beat I kill, yeah the boy feel like Floyd
Riding in the back, hundred bands on the boy
Baby I'm a boss, and your man unemployed
Yeah yea got this bitch up in the back
She don't work for nothin' yeah
We was sipping on act', way before the money yeah
And we been had swag way before the money
Tell me why these n***as actin' like they new to money
N***as be actin' like bitches and bitches be lovin' these n***as
What's up with these bitches
Bitches be talkin' 'bout money and ain't gettin' no money
What's up, I can't fuck with you bitches
Somebody tell me what's up, I don't get it
Somebody tell me what's up
Man it seems like yesterday we wasn't really up
And now everybody say that they fuck with us
Man I told these lil' bitches to back up
I have no fucks to give I cannot trust
I had to slow it down no need to rush
In love with that paper it gives me a rush
Man I don't give a damn what they tell me
Every single gold chain like a medal yeah
They say you gotta change for the better
Even though a n***a came from the ghetto
Yeah, stay down get money what they tell me
Ridin' 'round with a forty and a felon yeah
You know you gotta listen to your elders
They done been through everything that they tell us
Have you ever felt pain when everything numb?
I'ma still remain when you ain't huh
Everybody go to hang when you wait for
Fuck around and clear it all with this AR
These n***as they talk about it
You know you gotta go and get guap
All my n***as yeah we straight from the block
Came in the game gettin' green off top
And if a n***a play, prolly knock off his top
My n***as ain't never had love for no n***a
No n***a, yo' n***a, nor a bitch, won't let him
Nah, I never ever let 'em, nah, yeah yea
All my n***as, yeah, you know them n***as, all of 'em hitters, yeah
Taliban all of 'em killers, yeah, slide down on 'em get rid of 'em, yea
Fuck you mean, aye son
You know them lame ass n***as better not say nothin' to me
All that tongue wrestlin' shit ain't me
I'm a muthafuckin' boss what you wanna be
[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
If anything I'ma grind
Somebody tell 'em that it's my time
Somebody tell me why they hatin' on me
Somebody tell 'em stop hatin' on me yea
Somebody tell 'em that I'm not lyin'
Somebody tell 'em I will outshine
Anybody think they gone replace me
You know I am who they said I wouldn't be
You know you gotta win, fight, conquer
I promise to go in, I wouldn't lie to you honor
I promise to come in and destroy my opponent
I promise no man want it as bad as I want it
Somebody go and tell 'em that I'm not lyin'
Somebody tell 'em I will outshine
Anybody think they gone replace me
You know I am who they said I wouldn't be yeah
[Outro: YFN Lucci]
You know you gotta win, fight, conquer
I promise to go in, I wouldn't lie to you honor
I promise to come in and destroy my opponent
I promise no man want it as bad as I want it
Somebody go and tell 'em that I'm not lyin'
Somebody tell 'em I will outshine
Anybody think they gone replace me
You know I am who they said I wouldn't be yeah
(Part 2: Don't Know Where I'd be ft. Rich Homie Quan)
[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
If it wasn't for them late nights, hustling on the block, tryna get it up, I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for that 15 months, that I spent locked up
N***a I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the last 24 months I spent with Nut n***a
I don't even know where I'd be
Yea, If it wasn't for the sacrifices I knew my momma took n***a
I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for momma or daddy, I swear that
I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the commas I was stacking
I swear to God I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the rollie I'd prolly waste time
Prolly thinks life's blinding Cartiers on my eyes
My money for sweetie yea I spent like nine
Everyday me and Lucci thank God
'Cause I don't know where I would be
[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
I don't know where I would be
Without my family
And I don't give a fuck about how much money you got
Dont handle me
Guess what I make a n***a answer me
Broke n***a took that hoe to Applebee's
All my suits tailored like the pastor speak
Versace everything like Master P
Pull up on my n***as in the hood
Then I, smoke a couple blunts and then book
A lil' rolly a watch its red like a bull
I fucked that lil hoe 3 days in a row
I can tell that pussy scared cause she show it
Funny how all my exes want to know what I'm doing
I put lil shawty to bed, got tired of hearing her moaning
Watching out for the feds, riding around with nothing on me
She wanted to watch me rap, turn on the movie Mummy
She kept the lights on, while she was doing it to me
All I know is real boys, see me and they know me
I swear I don't know where I'd be without my homies
Shoutout Lucci, shoutout YFN
Shoutout Rich Homie, boy no new friends
I don't know what I'd be without them East Atlanta corners
[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
If it wasn't for them late nights, hustling on the block, tryna get it up, I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for that 15 months, that I spent locked up
N***a I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the last 24 months I spent with Nut n***a
I don't even know where I'd be
Yea, If it wasn't for the sacrifices I knew my momma took n***a
I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for momma or daddy, I swear that
I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the commas I was stacking
I swear to God I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the rollie I'd prolly waste time
Prolly thinks life's blinding Cartiers on my eyes
My money for sweetie yea I spent like nine
Everyday me and Lucci thank God
'Cause I don't know where I would be
[Verse 2: YFN Lucci]
Uh, I thank God we was chosen
They say never question God and I know it
But why Big, n***a Big had kids
See Big one of the reasons a n***a big
Big had a heart this big
Big was my n***a 'til the end
Big taught me how to put it up and don't spend
Big always told me to transcend
He told me get the front end and the back end
Then he told me most n***as pretend
And that's why I don't have friends
Just some brothers who gone ride to the end
.45 on my side to the end
N***a we don't hide, n***a you know where we is
Look where I'm going, n***a look where I been, yeah
N***a you know what it is
Late night hustling, tryna get my shit right, no pen
Every single day, and night I sin
But Lord forgive me I'm human yeah, yea, yea
Face card good, like I'm playing poker n***a, face card good
And n***a when you see me better get it understood
And me and Quan good, n***a me and Quan good, tell 'em
[Chorus: Rich Homie Quan & YFN Lucci]
If it wasn't for them late nights, hustling on the block, tryna get it up, I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for that 15 months, that I spent locked up
N***a I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the last 24 months I spent with Nut n***a
I don't even know where I'd be
Yea, If it wasn't for the sacrifices I knew my momma took n***a
I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for momma or daddy, I swear that
I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the commas I was stacking
I swear to God I don't even know where I'd be
If it wasn't for the rollie I'd prolly waste time
Prolly thinks life's blinding Cartiers on my eyes
My money for sweetie yea I spent like nine
Everyday me and Lucci thank God
'Cause I don't know where I would be
[Outro: Rich Homie Quan]
I don't know where I would be without my family
Why they take Big from me?
Why they take Big from me?
I don't know where I would be without my family
Why they take Big from me?
Why they take Big from me?
He ain't hurt nobody
No no no no no no no no no
I don't know where I would be, without my family
I don't know where I would be, without my family
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