It sound fucked up, I can't change, this ain't where I'm supposed to be

OG said he made a bet, you gon' be bigger than BT

It was back when I was throwing beans up at 14

You say I'm one of them ones, but he ain't get to live his dreams

Hearing voices in my head, ain't what it seems

I can change the way I'm living, but I can't never say fuck the streets

He could've did it the right way, that's just what he wanted to be

Mama told you they ain't real, they ain't your friends, you gon' see

Now them bodies keep on dropping, them bars spinning every week

They say them people on your trail, their pressure bad and he can't sleep

They say them dudes just took his bling, I ain't seen him since last week

They say he a bitch and he didn't do nothing, he was supposed to feel that glee

Now if he really gon' be real, he wearing cut out for this shit

Tryna be gangsta, flunk your peep out, **** knew he could've seen

You keep it real with a rap, that's the same way I took the lead

Could've had got a lesser charge if you wasn't crying like a bitch

Since we gon' stick on fame, you the one who always sleeping

When they had flair boxes, then I came and got him out that meeting

You can't never name a time, and I ain't never keep it real

You know I ain't never been no mess, man, I'ma tell you how it is

That you was supposed to be here with me, over time everything changed

Couldn't even look me in my eyes, I knew something different ain't the same

I wish you could take it back, but you made your bed, ****, that's that

Outta everybody, why God turn my **** to a rat

I wonder if your face, all that street shit you did don't mean nothing

I don't hear plain things, I don't care for the money

And he ain't nothing like you, I would've died and went through all for you

So it's gangsta, boy, it's true, they say we're broke and got it big

Know that he is his cousin, so they say that girl, she too young and he too old for all that

They say he turned his back on his kids and he moved back to that planet

They just be talking, they don't know shit, he on a tenner all night

He say these ****, they don't respect shit, you gotta put them on they back

He say these hoes ain't for the streets, you gotta treat them like a knack

Lil' Juan had told him that he thuggin, said, hey, ****, get a bag

Streets don't love nobody and that shit don't never land

I done been broke down on my dick, me and Migos on a lick

I done did some shit I wish I never did

I can't tell you shit, you put those fifties on that bitch

I put fifty on my wrist, I ain't stop until I get good, until I get rich

I ain't stop until I get good, until I get rich

I ain't stop until I get good

I ain't stop until I get good

Plain

Plain

Plain

Plain