(Yeah yeah Yeahh) yeah yeahh

Yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah they keep asking if i'm street, for real

Okay let's talk about it

Don't think it's sweet like Ion leave the house without my pocket rocket

Try to step too close to me

I swear they gone white chalk somebody

And Ion got love up in these streets so I don't talk about it

Yeah, **** let that fame switch em

They chase the clout while I'm just tryna see some change ****

Just lost my auntie Venice

I swear that pain hit different

I swear that pain hit different

I had days sleeping on a mattress on the floor

Had **** stabbing me in the back

They so back door

Draco start spitting

Now they thinking we all at war

Patek two tone

Iced out you know my heart too cold

Iceboxed my heart man I'm so tired of being

Alone

Ian have shit

'Member all them nights we was all alone

Me and yayo trapping days and nights

We anit have no loans

So don't start acting like we was close when I get on

Let's talk, man ian finish (Uh)

He wanna talking, man his block i'm finna bend it

Got .223s, gone let em loose when I start spinning

Glizzy a demon, caught a body he start grinning

Forgive him for his sins

I been serving 8 balls to the feens since a jit

Granny told keep my head up

Don't flex about your wins

Glock got a new twin

Bullets pierce in your skin

Ion fear any man

Imma stick right to the plan

I'm just saying

It's like i'm living in a jungle

I got pain and I know God know

Just be the light for this dark road

I'm just tryna find a way up out the struggle

I cannot let my family struggle again

Fame, I can't let it stop me

When the light done shinning man who gone rock with me

And I hope they let my dawg free

I told yayo if he need anything he better call me

I told yayo if he need anything, he better call me

Finna put some money on landon books

I hope they let my dawg free

Cause even though this shit happen

He always had my back, he'll let shit clap

Always had it on his lap

You'd think was a dike cause he kept a strap

What you know about pain and fortune

I'm tryna cop a grip, fuck them new jordans

Cause they anit important

New whip came in imported

Hop in, put that bitch in sport

All in my duffle, i'm thanking the lord

New patek for the boys

Why these **** keep playing wit' me

Big thirty on me, i'm aimin' it

I'm not tryna be famous

If you gon' make a comment, put a name on it

Bitch you know i'm lit so what you saying

I'm destined for greatness

Bitch i'm smoking dope shipped out from vegas

They all in my comments steady hating

**** acting like they street but we know that they faking

My dawg start rapping, hope he make it

I know the fame will not change him

Bitch i'm really bout it

Yeah stop the lacking

Rio loading up his weston

Catch him up in traffic

Yeah you wanna act hood

Lil **** talk about it

You wanna talk about it?

Yeah

You wanna talk about it

Let's talk about it, Let's go

You wanna talk about it

Let's talk about it, Let's go

They wanna talk about it

Let's talk about it, Let's go

Yeah yeahhh yeahh yeah