You got a bag and bought Designer

Now you can’t trust none of ya partners

Jealous…now **** they wanna to rob ya

Heard ya girl selling pussy got a sponsor

High Blood pressure just seen ya doctor

Feel the pressure trying take care of ya momma

6 kids you got babymama drama

Feeling like you all alone always a problem

You Thought about suicide like way too many times

Knowing that you won’t do it obviously that’s a sign

Moved to west feel like ya growing up

Remember days when they didn’t notice ya

Big Bag Trying to get a big bag

She keep certain **** around you share yo bitch then

Keep 1 hand in the streets ….feel like you want to go back

Use to sell weed…this time you say starting with crack

Only…way to release is when you making a song Shit been like getting to ya head it’s like you only do wrong

Can’t…trust a soul friends be hating on the low

Competing with you…but you just learning as you go

Hard times yeah really made you stronger

Use to punch the clock now you the owner

Gave ya heart away just like a donor

They say what don’t kill your make you stronger

Hardest thing for you is just commitment

Try to change your life they say you acting different

Left these hoes alone had to pay attention

But ya girl think you still out here fucking bitches

good days go by… bad days feel long

You just want to let ya soul fly

But that won’t solve none of your problems

You got a bag and bought Designer

Now you can’t trust none of ya partners

Jealous…now **** they wanna to rob ya

Heard ya girl selling pussy got a sponsor

High Blood pressure just seen ya doctor

Feel the pressure trying take care of ya momma

6 kids you got babymama drama

Feeling like you all alone always a problem