[Intro]
Yeah
I told Chase wasn't no ni**as rappin' this good under twenty-five and I meant it
It's G Herbo
My lighter say life is what you make it, man
When I get to flickin' that Bic like Wayne, you ni**as in trouble
(Dougie on the beat)
Uh
[Verse 1]
I set the bar high as fu*k where I'm from
Considering ni**as quick to run out of luck where I'm from
I had to duck bullets, tuck guns
A opp had the ups on me, I couldn't bust run
Took some real big losses, had a tough run
We was dancin' with the devil, we like, "fu*k fun"
sh*t got real wild
.40 Glock, alarm clock, shots real loud
Fathered the streets, nevеr birthed a real child
Lil Wayne is rеal hot on my block
When you get your top popped, the cops watch
So used to drill and kill, and ni**as stealin' non stop
You can't name a street that's terrifyin' here and not rocks, motherfu*ker
Where I come from it ain't nothin' but bloodsu*kers
Sure this ain't no love for us, real hustler, he can't trust his blood brother
Knew he had to beat the odds for him to win since a little child
Live in sin but he still smile
Got nobody when he feel down
Sell coke but he keep the fam good, momma still proud
Uh, ni**as stress but be real chill
Roll weed when he fill pills
God-fearing but he'll still kill
Probably put a center in his wheel
ni**as spin and miss Thanksgiving, Christmas and that's real spill
Everybody gotta start as beginners
Where I'm from, you love the first ni**a took you on a real drill
[Chorus]
ni**a got rich, no jail time
Never bought a watch tryna tell time
Used to grab hammers when it's nail time
How the fu*k I get rich, no jail time?
ni**a got rich, no jail time
ni**a got rich, no jail time
I'm recordin' how I feel, ain't got a middle man
Life crazy, but I feel fine
[Verse 2]
Nothin' special about me, I made mistakes like a motherfu*ker
Student of the game, I gotta play this sh*t the same as you
Execution, had an opportunity the same as you
Lane was like a wide receiver drill, I just made it through
Nine of ten times, you want change, gotta change your crew
'Less you got a crew where ni**as doin' sh*t the same as you
'Posed to ride or die, homicide for your guys, code of silence, go to trial, got a crew where ni**as namin' you
I'ma wear that sh*t right on my back 'cause that's what gangsters do
You got soldiers with you? Real soldiers with me bangin' too
We could do this like the range too
'Cause I know you got the flame and I got the flame too
And you probably got some aim, I know I got some aim too
You can't wait to let out anger, I've been through some pain too
We can find peace or make it rain, bullets 'til you need a rain suit
Stomach like a scientist, that means I seen some brains too (Ugh)
[Chorus]
ni**a got rich, no jail time
Never bought a watch tryna tell time
Used to grab hammers when it's nail time
How the fu*k I get rich, no jail time?
ni**a got rich, no jail time
ni**a got rich, no jail time
I'm recordin' how I feel, ain't got a middle man
Life crazy, but I feel fine