I wake up, sometimes I ain't in my right mind The bullets they'll make a **** work out

Like they lifetime Talkin' to God to tell the truth cause I don't

Like crying I ain't wanna take his life but. shit I might

Cause he hate mine One time I was just so broke, I ain't have

No friends I was down on my dick and I ain't had no plans

2026 told myself gon' be the man again I was down, I was broke but wasn't no panickin

Walkin' in the mall like, let me get that off the mannequin

I know she want the best for me but damn, I can't stand a bitch

I might hit him with some trick dice or some scantless shit

If I put my chain on then they look just like an ambulance

But ain't nobody hurt, they say the diamond shine better

When they get off the dirt, before I take a hand out

Might pick that bag up, now I'm lookin' at the cameras

When I bag up, think my son Lil Prada, he always act up

I ain't talkin' bout no Prada's, I say we strapped up

I jumped in that deep end, with no life jacket Everybody strapped up, I think they like static

I came from that dope house, dope in the attic I came from that dope house, in the kitchen cabinet

A hundred day fuckin' grind, let me grab a pallet Bullets, they get hot as hell, like it's Tallahassee

Damn, grandma, why you die? I'm still mad about it

Fucked up the fuckin' lot, I was stabbin' out it

Fucked up the fuckin' lot I was stabbin' out it