Im the hardest out, that’s facts

I’m the hardest out, that’s facts

Fatt, Aye, Aye, Aye

I walk up, they like “damn that’s Fatt“

I’m the hardest out, that’s f-

I walk up, they like “damn that’s FATT“ (Fatt)

I’m the hardest out, that’s fact’s (Fact’s)

TJ used to call himself, “my twin”, now he a fuckin’ rat

Tryna hold my guard, and stay away, so I don’t get attached

I’m the one, give all this love away, and never get it back

Behind your love, it’s gon’ be murder (Murda)

I signed my deal, and buy your birkin’

You my twin, bae, you my dirty

Bro got FN, I got my 30

You want the ****, i let you have ‘em

I left melvin blew up faster

She the devil, I’m the pastor, how I’m preachin’ to the streets

She play me like Ouija, I learnt all these hoes was sneaky

When it’s smoke down to me, we whack ya daddy, and get even

Why you thug me, why you leave me?

You ain’t want me, now you need me (Need me)

I’m the shit like I’m Lil Reese, I been that ****, since a fetus (Fetus)

Now I’m high off every drug, that you can buy, I’m seein’ people (Seeing people)

Keep yours out, I’m not gone shop, my brother get ‘em in for cheaper

Free Lil Zai, he kept shit solid, plus he locked up for no reason

Stayin’ high, three sixty five, I kept some five through out the seasons

I rock ice, now I’mma anemic

I brought 50 racks to regions

I done made it out my city, but I still fly back to see ya (See ya)

Pour a wockhardt in a liter (Liter)

Bro shooting dope holes through needle (Needle)

My bitch pay my bills, she fine as hell, I love her she a Libra (Libra)

Smaky died, and I meet Keyley

Few years back, she wouldn’t seen me

I’m the one, did all the dreamin’ till I did this shit for real

Comin’ trim poppin’ pills (Pills)

I’m so numb I’m trynna feel (Feel)

Told my dukes “I signed a deal” (Deal)

Told my bro “I’m trynna spin” (Tryna spin)

If I keep on poppin’ perkys, I feel one day, they might kill me (Kill me)

Really trynna find my purpose, I might die the way I’m livin’

Used to walk around feelin’ worthless, but shit nowadays I’m winnin’ (I’m winning)

Talk to God, apologize, for the fact I’m always sinnin’

Talk to God, apologize, for when we load up and go get ‘em

Put your foot down in my fuckin’ shoes, you can’t even step off in ‘em

All them times, I came right back to you, it’s over you remember? (You remember?)

Yeah, It’s over you remember? (You remember?)