CRACK TOWN

Whatever on my mind, it's a biography of me

I ain't gonna lie

Hey, Tillie, man, whatever on my mind, I'm just gonna say it

Matter of fact, this is a little biography of myself

I ain't gonna lie

Man, listen.

Hey, listen.

They said I'm from the D, but I'm from Jacktown.

We never had nothing, man. I grew up in a crack town

The homies dead or in prison finna Max out (max out)

But I made it out for real, I know they ask how

They askin you how, I just told them God did it

No, it ain't no next up, I'm right now with it

Treat the past like the trash, I just plow wit it

This holy heat got it banging out the sound system

I literally went from the streets to the kingdom (aye)

It was like a blast, but I almost ain't see it (wow)

He grabbed me out at 23 for great reasons (thank You, Lord)

I was on my way to death row Straight heathen

Yeah, I get it. You are product of your environment

But that ain't no excuse, I gave you stones to hit Goliath with

I changed my whole perspective when that iron hit (hey)

Out the streets I got on my knees, early retirement (yes)

Aye listen to me, yea I'm saved, but I'm not soft (no)

I can still introduce you to some top dogs

Like how he plugged in the hood because I got sauce

Cause I used to hang with killers, but I'm not Paul

Certified holy stepper got it set in stone

Devil tried to ride my back, told him let me go (let me go)

Getting back everything I lack, because I said he owed (I need that)

If he attack, you go hear that smack like a belly roll

My fault, y'all I had to rough em up

Cause I heard he wanted smoke I had to puck it up

So I called the holy clan and told him, huddle up

I came in with all steppers ain't no one on one (yea)

We really stand on big business, not a ton of fun (big business)

Yeah, you thought that I was done, promised to keep it a big stack like a ton of ones