| There’s a lot of shit in my way, trying to throw me off |
| But I’ma make it my job, just to piss you off |
| Stay focused, I just gotta stay focused |
| I can see that you know this, I can see that you know this |
| I gotta stay true, whip without the roof |
| Waka, Wooh, OJ Juice |
| Frenchie, man the truth |
| I’m riding with my niggas deep, I don’t need a coupe |
| I’m repping South Jamaica, Queens, 50 what it do |
| Be thankful you don’t live here, got OG’s and they still here |
| You better watch your step, cause trespassing get real here |
| I don’t give a fuck how you feel here |
| It’s real niggas that kill here |
| Hundred thousand, no deal here |
| Niggas do what they feel here |
| I see a lot more, then these other niggas do |
| I’m just trying to live, I won’t mention you |
| Family first, friends, then my fans next |
| But niggas hating on us, I just need a check |
| To get my niggas out, that’s what I’m about |
| But I can’t pay my bills, in my mama house |
| Gotta stay focused like fort, nigga |
| Eviction on my door, nigga |
| Can’t take a loss I need more, nigga |
| I ain’t worried bout no whore, nigga |
| Couldn’t walk a mile in my problems |
| See my life through binoculars |
| Cause we totting them choppers |
| One call, get the chopper |
| ? died, then Dunk died, then they took? |
| My soul dry, no tears to cry |
| So I just get high and keep my head screwed tight |
| Cause a lot of dudes write |
| Them whips touching your fam', trying to make it through the night |
| They know where I been, and what I’ve done |
| They seen what I saw, where I come from |