(Ayy, Culprit got a hit)

(Yo, Zwerega, you so icy)

I grew up with bad— ****, ayy

I grew up with—

I grew up a badass lil' ****, I was sneaky, though

My mama told me get some shit back, but I'ma keep it, though

Never liked these **** in my life, it ain't no secret, though

I be seein' it all, I just act like I don't see it, though

I was a badass lil' ****

We was totin' bullshit, back then, no blocks

I was thuggin' outside, flip-flops with no socks

Me and my cousin beat his ass so many times, he moved off the block

Blood, sweat and tears, I ain't look up

I still fuck with everybody that I knew when I was fucked up

I don't really think nobody like me, so the fuck what?

This ain't the NBA, if I'm MIA, I'm gettin' my bucks up

Shit gon' be different when I win

Tasmanian Devil, I get dizzy when I spin

He actin' hard, and I ain't gon' be livin' in the end

How you a stepper and you always callin' in?

****, make it make sense again

Nickname Picasso, I'm tryna paint some shit again

When that shit happen to you, you better take it like a man

If them bitches get behind me, better catch me if you can

Blood, sweat and tears, I ain't look up

I still fuck with everybody that I knew when I was fucked up

I don't really think nobody like me, so the fuck what?

So the fuck what? (Ayy) ****, what's what? (Ayy)

Gave him a headtap since he actin' hard in the head, now that bitch soft

It's still on his body, I was tryna take that bitch off

When I ain't have no money, that shit used to make my dick soft

Ayy

I know a whole lot of hoes, whole lot of **** that ain't on shit

You gon' fuck around and get your folks hit

Keep playin' with me, you gon' be the one that I for sure get

Hotboxed a **** car, he ain't even had to smoke shit