[Verse 1]
Loaded, all these bases loaded
I got this paper dolo, I bought this chain and Rollie
I know my reputation key, can't let them take it from me
I never thought I'd see the day them n***as take my homie
Maybe I just feel like I'm the best out
Or maybe I get faded 'cause I'm stressed out
Shit, look how they portray me, I got X-ed out
Hundreds on me now, I feel left out, woah
I used to serve 'em two for the ten, thought we was doing it big
Me and my crew to the end, I started losing my friends
Mama blowing up my phone, she like, "They shooting again"
If only my mama knew it was her son and his friends
Besides my baby, shit, you know I put my paper first
We don't know if boy a rat, we ain't see no paperwork
Cross my T's and dot my I's right before I go outside
If them n***as ever slide, I just hope and pray they die
Homicide
Shot him, he was low since, shit, we was on go then
That was like in '010, I ain't see my bro since
Shit just left me broken
Hundred for an eighth, you know the shit we smoking potent
Loaded

[Interlude]
Buck, buck, buck, kill a rat 'dem
Big spliffy in my hand, grab a wrap 'dem
Informant, mi hit 'em with the MAC-10
Neek Bucks more fire, general 'dem
[Verse 2]
They tried to show me tough love, I make it God willing
You know if it was once love, it ain't no hard feelings
Picture me rollin', Mercedes Benz sliding
Shit, you know if they kill me, it was an insider
I'm so protected by angels, look how my friends dying
Gotta shake off these demons, gotta keep my kid smiling
Gotta watch how they treat a n***a when it ain't poppin
Name good in these streets, everything I did solid
Picture me 16 in the 'jects with this pack on me
Opps gon' probably slide through, hope I got the strap on me
Bro was on my time too, said that he'd clap for me
And he'll always be there, but you ain't have my back, homie
I paint this picture vivid for the street n***as, drug dealers
N***as in the field tryna get it, I got love for you
You know I gotta thank God for waking up today, it could be worse
I been through so much trying to put food on this plate
I wear this Presidential Rollie every day, it give me faith
Plus it symbolizes how far a n***a really came, I know I'm great
Rest in peace Nip
I was thinking marathon, they thinking race
Now watch me do a couple numbers
Meech bread, like Meek said, ball a hundred summers
No he said and she said, no talking 'bout my brothers
Lot of n***as faded, wasn't with me, so it's fuck 'em
Fuck 'em