I started out small (Small), now I’m worth a couple digits
Same nigga from the trenches, ain’t shit change about my image (Nothin’)
Ay you know sometimes you just writin’
Smokin’ and reflectin’ at the same time
Thinkin’ ’bout the past, the present, the future
Talkin’ to yourself, word 4 word
AY FACTS
True it was bad, but could’ve been worse
I’m ridin’ a Hellcat, not a hearse
Took over at home, then jumped out a curb
Now all of my shows, they word 4 word (How you was?)
Broke so long, thought I was cursed (Yeah I had started to think there was shit wrong with me, huh)
I got some profit off my pain (I’m up)
You hurt, I’m hurtin’ in reverse (Ay listen)
Every once in a while, I gotta remind myself, I’m that nigga (Motivate me)
Every once in a while, I go back and try to help the ones in the trenches (Where I come from)
Don’t really talk to the mother of my child but we fuck every once in a while (You know how it is)
I told my lil’ nigga don’t take it to trap, we talk every once in a while (Word 4 word)
He came thru for me before I was famous, [?] was trappin’ on [?] (I remember)
Don’t get it fucked up when I say I’m heartless, that do not mean that I’m painless
Mike got an offence for slangin’ bricks, gone forever but that ain’t what he deserved
Told him hold up his head, here go some bread
He said: “Bro, I feel dead.”, that’s word 4 word
If you made out the trenches then celebrate (Made it out, then toast up)
You know you doin’ some right whenever they hella hate (You on they ass I heard)
Killin’ the game, boostin’ up the murder rate, kill ’em with [?] send ’em to better a place
Everyone [?] while I just meditate, might have to run this back let it marinate (Rewind)
Is only so much of the fuckery, that a young nigga can take (So much I can handle)
I’m thinkin’ more learnin’ and knowin’ that most of this shit I heard fake (This shit be fugazi)
How you gon’ up and say I’m not one hunnid, you ate off my plate (You ate from my table)
Tryinna convince me to crash, I never go for the bait (I can’t do that)
True it was bad, but could’ve been worse
I’m ridin’ a Hellcat, not a hearse
Took over at home, then jumped out a curb
Now all of my shows, they word 4 word (How you was?)
Broke so long, thought I was cursed (Yeah I had started to think there was shit wrong with me, huh)
I got some profit off my pain (I’m up)
You hurt, I’m hurtin’ in reverse (Ay listen)
Every once in a while, I gotta remind myself, I’m that nigga (Motivate me)
Every once in a while, I go back and try to help the ones in the trenches (Where I come from)
Don’t really talk to the mother of my child but we fuck every once in a while (You know how it is)
I told my lil’ nigga don’t take it to trap, we talk every once in a while (Word 4 word)
Had to lift up my self like the weed do
Told a couple people: “I don’t need you.” (I don’t)
You ain’t in my way nigga, you see-through (Where you at?)
Never seen the struggle, we ain’t equal (Not the same)
Bitch walk around the house, hollin’ at new nigga in me
She say that shit just to trigger me
Say she can’t deal with me, don’t give a fuck if you don’t (Why?)
Still can fuck when I want
Told all my niggas time to boss up (Boss up)
If your feet ain’t planted you get crossed out (Crossed out)
No jewerly today, put the floss up (Put up)
Don’t they seen the ghost when I walked up (Couldn’t believe it)
Gotta fight to live when you in the field (Real shit)
I feel for the killer, now who got killed?
I’m smokin’ a blunt, talkin’ to the mirror (Why?)
It’s the only thing that can see me clearly (Hey)
True it was bad, but could’ve been worse
I’m ridin’ a Hellcat, not a hearse
Took over at home, then jumped out a curb
Now all of my shows, they word 4 word (How you was?)
Broke so long, thought I was cursed (Yeah I had started to think there was shit wrong with me)
I got some profit off my pain (I’m up)
You hurt I’m hurtin’ in reverse (Ay listen)
Every once in a while, I gotta remind myself, I’m that nigga (Motivate me)
Every once in a while, I go back and try to help the ones in the trenches (Where I come from)
Don’t really talk to the mother of my child but we fuck every once in a while (You know how it is)
I told my lil’ nigga don’t take it to trap, we talk every once in a while (Word 4 word)
Drum God