(Verse)
My plans after high-school, simple
Get skrilla
My heroes came in no case,
No chinchillas
Living in the city, where a n***a have a job
And nobody wanna steal, a dealer like god
Street n***as looking like they just went platinum
Foreign on his feet with the Rolex platinum
You wanna get money with him, but he have actions
So I'mma sell my deal, make the n***a come to me
I'm a real hood n***a, I don't finesse
Cause in my city, that will get your a** stretched
Learn from the best, past gang to the puff
Sipping with my Daddy Mush, champagne in the cup
Posted at the spot, and my sack still fresh
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Looking at the block, I look right to your left
Saw a narc car and almost lost my breath
Way back around the corner, er'body clear the set
(Hook 2x)
In the city full of dealers
In the hood full of k**ers
Keep the bullsh** out, there's more money
So I hit the block and I have my own money
Was under 21, playn with grown money
(Verse)
I'm from the city, it's a competition, I get slugged
You gon' treat me out of line or you gon' hop one in front?
See, man, you better watch it, if it buys the scrubs
The hell you looking at the gut, we only got ten months
Murders going on er'time in the streets
Don't believe this sh** real, follow crime in the D
I know n***as want my head, all these diamonds on me
The case, stop shouting, I just got it to me
Got a fatigue? Not for me, but my n***a official
Gotta connect with YG-Cane when needed a pistol
Wanna cough me a 50? I just needed credentials
n***as wanna see us dial? Sign the papers with our initials