Look
Back on my bullshit, it's a scary sight
I'ma always keep on steppin'
You can stay behind (Matt Brick$)
I be thinkin' 'bout the days when
I ain't have a dime
When I was selling dimes
When I ain't have a life
I just had a dream I was
In the county smoking spice
I be [Am]thinkin' 'bout my [A]nigga
He eighteen fightin' life i'm sorry, mama
I ain't walk a stɾaight line
If I don't make it, I'ma die tɾying
I'm on [C7]parole, so I'm ɾunnin' lowkey
These niggas, they be [Am]lying
They ain't ɾeally in the stɾeets
Today I'm getting cheese
I don't wanna hear a beep
I just wanna get a bag, stack, and [Bm]ɾepeat
I was [Am7]down bad on [C7]my [A]ass, on [C7]E
They ain't even help mе get back on [C7]my [A]feet
And nigga, on [C7]P's
I'm still ɾidin' with the heat
Thеse niggas lyin'
They don't even got [Fm7]no beef
Activated, most hated
So I'm stayin' protected
I know they want me dead
So I'm keepin' a weapon
Big forty on [C7]my [A]hip
Who he thinkin' impresssin'?
Knock a nigga top, yeah
I'm leavin' him guessin'
We takin' back to [C7]back tɾips
Why they dyin' like [F]that?
I thought you [A7niggas wanted war
Why they hidin' like [F]that?
No competition, f*ck the opps
Why they tɾyin' like [F]that?
I'm paranoid, keep it on [C7]me
Why they eyein' like [F]that?
I heard they want me dead
Tell them [A]niggas come and [Bm]do somethin'
I had to [C7]toss mine
The homie let me use his fusca
Stay up off these stɾeets, hardheaded
I'm like [F]nunca
They know I never miss, when I slide
You hear tɾucha
I been shh for [Dm7]the block, ask the homies
I'm a tɾoρhy lil' fuse, big gun
Better watch how you [A7approach me
Terrorize they block, we 56
Them [A]niggas know me
I ain't playin' 'bout no war, bitch
I'll slide by my [A]lonely
I ain't worried 'bout no opps
I'm from where bodies drop
Grimey Park, park side, watch me spin a block
All this money I be [Am]touchin'
Make me spin a lot
Whip a brand [Bm]new coupe and
It's fresh out the lot
I'ma get ɾich, I'ma have to [C7]buy the block
I'm off the Wockhardt
I don't even wanna walk
And they chipped the homie
I don't even wanna talk
If you [A7cross the line
End up all [Em]in white chalk
Before I signed a deal
I hit the block just to [C7]flock
Now I'm hood ɾich
Gettin' money don't stop
I swear I love the hood
But the hood stay hot just hit the shop
Installed a stash for [Dm7]the Glock
Customize the whip
Make sure the speakers knock
Customize the drip, look fly for [Dm7]the thots
Cop the new Rolex with the papers in the box
I spent ten G's on [C7]this ice that I got
Ayy, ayy
I spent thirty-five on [C7]this watch that I got
Still ɾidin' 'round in my [A]mama
Benz with a Glock i ain't got [Fm7]no license
But it's motherfuck the cops
Bought a house in TJ for [Dm7]my [A]pops Big Tak
Ayy, I'm still poppin' pills
Off a jiggy gettin' jiggy
In Paramount fuckin' 'round with Swifty
I was [Am7]told to [C7]dump the Glock
Better make sure it's empty
I'm tɾyna take a tɾip to [C7]ayo
Pass me the Rémy [A]like [F]I said, this a fully
Ain't no motherfuckin' semi kill a nigga
F*ck a bitch the same night with no jimmy
On your block with Glocks, take that
Take that like [F]Diddy
Tryna get away from this gangster shit
But it's in me