| Yeah |
| Another exclusive (uh huh) |
| Its that piff for your mind |
| Study, get your mind right |
| Little homie (I see you) |
| Little mama (uh huh) |
| Straight up the doctor is in |
| Its that penicillin |
| Ay yo |
| Yeah |
| My eyes all red |
| My head filled with blunt smoke |
| I’m out here struggling |
| And I still can feel hope |
| My job not ready |
| Paychecks not steady |
| I used to sell drugs |
| Just me and my man Henny |
| Now I’m out here flipping these raps |
| To enlighten the youths |
| Life is more than selling crack |
| On the project stoops |
| I came from nothing |
| But I always kept my roots |
| Don’t floss on them |
| Show them how to stack their loot |
| Intelligent minds we think alike |
| Utilize my gift |
| Music make people unite |
| Spirits uplift, see through the sun’s light |
| The kids loving it |
| My universal sound |
| And yo I do it for the public |
| We discovery shit |
| All my fans want to cuddle with this |
| Protect my family from the police sticks |
| Pancakes, grits in the morning at six |
| Hot boys running up in the bricks |
| Welfare mixtape yeah fame (?) |
| I eat them beats up |
| Man pass a toothpick |
| Yo we never going to stop |
| Getting this paper |
| As long as we black you can count on that |
| And if you from the projects |
| Yo we got your back |
| Best believe, true indeed |
| That’s an actual fact |
| Yo we never going to stop |
| Getting this paper |
| As long as we black you can count on that |
| And if you from the projects |
| Yo we got your back |
| Best be believing son |
| Ayo its actual fact |