[Produced by Bushido Black]
[Verse 1]
One time for them trap n***as
What, them n***as showed me how to work that pyrex
Two times for my hood n***as
What, good lord we done made it out the projects
I told my homie roll up, smoke something
I remember going half on a dime sack
I told that girl no glove, no love
And this b**h tryna get a n***a sidetracked
From the spot where them n***as sell pounds at
No outdoor, only smoke loud packs
Told that b**h leave the key by the doormat
I'm going to get the money, I'll be right back
Flashback, rocking my Bo Jacksons and my throw bag
I told her face down, a** up, hit it from the back, b**h throw it back, b**h
I flow cold like a polar bear, I ain't nothing like them f** n***as over there
I'm up next, I can handle that
I told them b**hes I'd blow, you can bet on that
I'm [?] the Taliban, still tryna get a cherry red drop Cadillac
Since a teen, b**h I been a man
Ask your girl, b**h I been a man
On the block selling bu*ter man
sh** it's hard as hell to make it out the ghetto man
I'll do whatever for some money man
I used to sell birds just to get bunny bread
But don't miss this sh** ho, b**h don't miss this money train
Fly n***a to get ho, and I'm sipping this purple rain
[Hook]
One time for them trap n***as
Them n***as showed me how to work that pyrex
Two times for my hood n***as
Good lord we done made it out the projects
I told my homie roll up, smoke something
I remember going half on a dime sack
I told my homie roll up, smoke something
I remember going half on a dime sack
[Verse 2]
Same nosy neighbors want a n***a locked up
Got an ex b**h who won't stop popping up
Never cooked dinner but I cooked them rocks up
Tryna get bread, feel that like [?]
Hold up, came a long way from doja
Every time they see me them n***as say smoke something
Told my plug I'm hurt, let me hold something
Use your b**h just to roll up, my n***a
Stunting on them n***as, hitting donuts, uh
Ever since a teen I been a grown up, uh
Pops was a D boy, selling that sh**
Ever since he left I been the man of the crib
Cop that sh** and bag that sh** like mister [?] this the man right here
They squeezed them triggers till they jammed that b**h
I ain't have no job and had to hand that sh**
Now I'm back in the hood like I left something
Just a hood n***a tryna get my credit up
Thought I done it all, they said I ain't done much
OG had bricks by the dump truck
And I don't want half, I want it all my n***a
It's a hard knock life for a baller my n***a
Hating on me, bet I blow regardless my n***a
I got it on my own, never borrowed my n***a
While my people was at work
I'm home alone, Macaulay Culkin
I'm tryna make it through the day
Hoping that I see tomorrow
That's my brother from another
So its free my n***a [?]
My next move'll be a check though, b**h
So don't miss this jet ho, b**h
[Hook]