OG said you gotta take some losses 'fore you win some

I paid my dues through crosses, ****, that lost me, look what my mans done

This slimy street shit taught me how to be a boss and how to make my bands come

Trap, servin' this shit all day, we workin'

Still fightin' my sleep, tryna pop these Perkies

Puttin' hands up in the pot 'til it burn somethin'

My lil' **** tryna shoot and he earn somethin'

Look him in his eyes and see that I'm Bishop

Spent twenty-four hours inside of one kitchen

Way I put this shit on you, think Double 0 pimpin'

Thinkin' welcome to the mind of a menace

Mm, no bap, I'm in Walk World loaded with a fifty

With two hoes tryna come and get me

Breakin' it down, we outside with these glizzies

In her mouth like a dentist, she play with my balls like it's tennis

Bulletproof Range Rover, this not a rental

He got hit in his top, cuz was product of Memphis

Free the real lifers still stuck on a sentence

No DMX, ridin' with my dogs, we thuggin' for life, dirty paws in the pen

Beat up the block like Gervonta Davis, this handgun a chopper, a baby FN

Hearin' voices every night, I can't sleep, go to bed, can't believe Junior Boss died on me in the bed

They got deep in the war when they killed JD, let them **** touch me, **** know I don't play it

Slide on they block, no sled

Heard them **** got shot in his dreads

Lay in the grass so long, we tryna get a fuck **** gone and you know where he lay at

I ain't makin' no diss, time to clap for the get on

Can't deal with no actor, they know what I get on

OG said you gotta take some losses 'fore you win some

I paid my dues through crosses, ****, that lost me, look what my mans done

This slimy street shit taught me how to be a boss and how to make my bands come

Trap, servin' this shit all day, we workin'

Still fightin' my sleep, tryna pop these Perkies

Puttin' hands up in the pot 'til it burn somethin'

My lil' **** tryna shoot and he earn somethin'