Sitting down had to look back at all the shit i been thru

Same ones used to dap u up be the ones who go against u

Blow away my memories like i write em with a pencil

Never let em treat u like u just a utensil

Kept this shit in the vault ima drop this shit just like a missile

Respect me like a man i ain’t that boy in the middle

Fake becoming real it starting sound like a riddle

Damn i wish twelve never caught me with that pistol

Tired of these lies they telling, rise up, propel em

Ion fuck wit you or yo homie go run n tell em

Keep my circle pumped up, we ride like we michelin

In the game i’m locked in like i kept on retwisting em

Here to stay ain’t popping in they taking pics and cropping in

Ion need no shot of henn im all good if the broccoli in

Popping shit like a microwave had the trap jumping in my michael j’s

Surfs up better ride the wave, tsunami drip get splashed away

I ain`t got no time for no hater you can catch me later

On a route heading straight to the paper had pull some capers

Twelve pull up on the scene, disappear like vapor

Together like a stapler only sticking to the paper

Forever we gone ball, we stand tall till the very end

Know this shit fucked up, in this world can’t trust your own kin

Dreaming of a milli getting woke up for role call

Mother fuck the system ima abide by my own laws

How another man gone have the power to throw someone’s life away

Always got a point to prove never think about the price u pay

Mcm mind chasing money from monday to sunday

This no joke, these hoes broke, getting scooped up like a sundae

Get it how u live it, play it smart and stack yo digits

Chips like master p in the mall splurging with no limit

Ima break the law this shit ain’t sweet like a lemon

Ion give a damn what you think, i’m focused on these women

How yo head come with 2 face? ripleys can’t believe it

Pretty face, wit a slim waist but inside a demon

That just goes to show u how looks can be deceiving

I can’t thank enough for all the blessings i receiving

Stuck somewhere between good and bad can’t stress bout what u coulda had

Need to focus on a bigger bag, a new whip that can do the dash

I’ve been living my life fast that’s all gas pray i don’t crash

Ball hard like steve nash in ot make that bitch splash

Sitting down had to look back at all the shit i been thru

Same ones used to dap u up be the ones who go against u

Blow away my memories like i write em with a pencil

Never let em treat u like u just a utensil

Kept this shit in the vault ima drop this shit just like a missile

Respect me like a man i ain’t that boy in the middle

Fake becoming real it starting sound like a riddle

Damn i wish twelve never caught me with that pistol