| Yeah, yeah |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| (Cz Beats, why you do 'em like that?) |
| I felt that pain in my heart, it wasn’t nothin' new |
| I was stuck in the streets, I was glued |
| I’ve been what you’ve been through, I’ve been in them shoes |
| From the bottom, now we on the move (Hey) |
| Bitch, I was just down on my ass at my lowest |
| Ho, I was just down and broke and you know it (For real) |
| I put all my pain in these words like a poet |
| I fucked around drowned in my cup and I pour it (Oh) |
| Still from the gutter, you mention my brother, we step on a nigga like right |
| away (Step on a nigga like right away) |
| I was the gunner right next to my brother, like, who knew a nigga would fly |
| away? (Who knew a nigga would fly away?) |
| Don’t give no fuck, I might pop out and cut 'em, like, which one of them niggas |
| wan' die today? (Like, which one of them niggas wan' die today?) |
| Bitch, I’ve been in the streets and my lil' bro creep |
| Niggas better go find a new hiding place (Better go find a new hiding place) |
| Still from the gutter, you mention my brother, we step on a nigga like right |
| away (Step on a nigga like right away) |
| I was the gunner right next to my brother, like, who knew a nigga would fly |
| away? (Who knew a nigga would fly away?) |
| Don’t give no fuck, I might pop out and cut 'em, like, which one of them niggas |
| wan' die today? (Like, which one of them niggas wan' die today?) |
| Bitch, I’ve been in the streets and my lil' bro creep |
| Niggas better go find a new hiding place (Better go find a new hiding place) |
| I was just broke had to find a way |
| Bitch, I’m trapping, ain’t tryna play |
| Post said he up and he slidin' today |
| Fucking with mine, you tryna get faced |
| Every day I’m on the grind, can’t wine and dine |
| Lil' baby, no time to waste (Ayy) |
| Fuck it, I do it for mine 'cause it was a time when foenem was slidin' with |
| Drac’s |
| I remember times I ain’t get no sleep, in the jungle deep, feel like dolomon |
| Fucking up the bag, that was on repeat and my brodie told me I be showing you |
| right (Damn) |
| There was plenty nights when my niggas steppin' to the light |
| A nigga like poltergeist (Boom) |
| You wanna play with gang, then a nigga guard me with his life |
| Fuck it, I’ma roll the dice (Hey) |
| I felt that pain in my heart, it wasn’t nothin' new |
| I was stuck in the streets, I was glued |
| I’ve been what you’ve been through, I’ve been in them shoes |
| From the bottom, now we on the move |
| Bitch, I was just down on my ass at my lowest |
| Ho, I was just down and broke and you know it |
| I put all my pain in these words like a poet |
| I fucked around drowned in my cup and I pour it (Hey) |
| Still from the gutter, you mention my brother, we step on a nigga like right |
| away (Step on a nigga like right away) |
| I was the gunner right next to my brother, like, who knew a nigga would fly |
| away? (Who knew a nigga would fly away?) |
| Don’t give no fuck, I might pop out and cut 'em, like, which one of them niggas |
| wan' die today? (Like, which one of them niggas wan' die today?) |
| Bitch, I’ve been in the streets and my lil' bro creep |
| Niggas better go find a new hiding place (Better go find a new hiding place) |
| Still from the gutter, you mention my brother, we step on a nigga like right |
| away (Step on a nigga like right away) |
| I was the gunner right next to my brother, like, who knew a nigga would fly |
| away? (Who knew a nigga would fly away?) |
| Don’t give no fuck, I might pop out and cut 'em, like, which one of them niggas |
| wan' die today? (Like, which one of them niggas wan' die today?) |
| Bitch, I’ve been in the streets and my lil' bro creep |
| Niggas better go find a new hiding place (Better go find a new hiding place) |
| Duh |