A **** graduated high school (Phew, phew, phew)

A **** blew up two years ago (I did it)

A **** dropped out two years ago (Phew)

'Membered everyone doubted me and said I wasn't— (Phew, phew, phew)

They said I was— (Phew, phew, phew)

What? (Phew)

Oh, yeah? (Phew, baow)

Mom keep callin' my phone, like son, "What you gon' do with you life?" (What you gon' do?)

Bro locked up and he fightin' a body, they tryna charge him with life (Ayy, free my man)

'Membered they called my phone 'bout Blu, they told me he ain't make it (Fuck)

Back in the day, I kept skippin' school, I ain't even think about graduation (I ain't even think about it)

Prom came up, I was lookin' for shoes, could've went Louis or Maison (I could've went)

They said I blew up and my whole life changed, fuck, a **** ain't make it? (I didn't)

I was down bad, fucked up cryin', tryna make a way in the basement (Fuck)

Hope of my hood, I ain't lettin' shit go (Hope of my what?)

Two years, I was scammin' for clothes (Shit say, "Two years ago")

On a porch right now, catchin' hits, my aunt in the spot right now and she baggin' up dope (She doin' her thing)

I was scrapin' up change in my room (I was)

Had enough to buy me some soap (I had it)

In the cold, used to wait for the shuttle, hear the pain in my verse, y'all feelin' my struggle (On bro)

The beef got deep as a kid, I was beatin' up opps, had blood on my knuckles (I really was)

If 12 tryna pull up with moves, I'm doin' 'em bad and third street tellin' (Yoom)

Slatt good, I don't need me no funnel (I don't need that shit)

Like the reaper, just know I'ma hunt you (Phew)

Like KD, I stay with some Thunder, best plug in the city, I don't give out my number (Baow, phew)

Jack of all cards, don't need me trade (I don't)

Need money, I'm tryna get paid (I'm tryin')

Back in the day, I was thuggin' off Maryland, highed up in the spot, just me, Nino Paid (Ayy, shout out Nino)

It's a race right now for some cash, that P in my dip when I take out the trash (I really did)

Like Nick I run through a bag (Like what?)

I'm the one, man, I'm somethin' like my dad (Long live my father)

What? Oh, yeah?

Mom keep callin' my phone, like son, "What you gon' do with you life?" (What you gon' do?)

Bro locked up and he fightin' a body, they tryna charge him with life (Ayy, free my man, Gil)

'Membered they called my phone 'bout Blu, they told me he ain't make it (Long live Blu)

Back in the day, I kept skippin' school, I ain't even think about graduation (I ain't think about that shit)

Prom came up, I was lookin' for shoes, could've went Louis or Maison (I could've went both, foot on land)

They said I blew up and my whole life changed, fuck, a **** ain't make it? (I ain't make it yet, y'all chill out)

I was down bad, fucked up cryin', tryna make a way in the basement (Fuck)

What?

Oh, yeah?

Pain in my verse, ignored my sleep

****, you gon' know how I feel

Pain in my verse, you could tell 'bout my skill