[Chorus] Street n***a don’t need a rap deal
I can show you how the trap feel
n***a say that he want beef
I’ma show him how that MAC feel
Disrepect the gang, you get k**ed, that’s what’s happening
Funeral service, mom was crying, sh** tragic
Everywhere I go, you know Fredo pistol packing
Shoot a n***a in public, f** it I been savage
You’s a f**ing dork, I been savage
You just jumped off the porch, I been savage
[Verse] Caught my first case, sh** I was only twelve
How you twenty-five, man you tryna jump in the field
Spent my fifteenth, seventeenth birthday when I was in jail
I’m from 061 Front Street, all my n***as real
I’m from Chiraq sh**, where you can get k**ed
I remember long nights when I ain’t have a meal
Still trappin’, f** this rap sh**, I don’t need no deal
Triple OG, yeah they know, respected in this field
2006 when I first start poppin’ pills
Listen to that Gucci with a bad b**h and an Uzi
Now I’m eating sushi with a bad b**h, I hit the movies
Feet up in Cali but you know I got my tooly
[Chorus] Street n***a don’t need a rap deal
I can show you how the trap feel
n***a say that he want beef
I’ma show him how that MAC feel
Disrepect the gang, you get k**ed, that’s what’s happening
Funeral service, mom was crying, sh** tragic
Everywhere I go, you know Fredo pistol packing
Shoot a n***a in public, f** it I been savage
You’s a f**ing dork, I been savage
You just jumped off the porch, I been savage