Im on my own,building my name
So I can live on
Im on my faith
And I know that one day
Were gonna be evolved
My mission is to make a million
Break it down with my n***az
The lights is on every pistol
Theyre gonna hate you,little n***a
Dont let them tell you nothing wrong
Coming from out the hood with dreams
Dont even matter a dream
Thats what Im sellin
Counting money is better than b**hes
Yeah,were k**ers
Touching basis with labels
Were gonna fill it
Im the realest
This song is for my ghetto babies
Just lookin at what the ghetto made me
I think its up to me to save us
All the real n***az show me love
n***a dont f** with us
Ive got models all over my space
The pistol is on me ,Im going to my drawer
I say, West Side is what I miss
That pistol is on me right now
I aint got to go to my trunk
I said, West Side I miss
The pistol is on me right now