[Intro]
sh** could've been real
sh** could've got oh sh**
We could've been fire
That would've looked so so
I might've forgot alot
But never forgot that a**, how you feel
[Verse 1: Bizzy Crook]
Streets talk starts wars motherf**in' hater
Matte black Phantom b**h I feel like Darth Vader
I'm always up before the young boy who get the paper
Made a jump away fader, still ain't get a post for FADER
[Hook: Bizzy Crook]
I had it all together I just needed help with structure
I just needed help with structure
I knew exactly how I seen it I just needed help with structure
I just needed help with structure
I took a shopping cast out, would've been nice to have some structure
Would've been nice to have some structure
We hit the club and racked out but yo
Where the f** was structure
Ayo where the f** was structure
(sh** could've been real)
[Verse 2: Bizzy Crook]
My n***a Harv used to scoop me in that Benz after school
15, used to let me whip the Benz so they know
Young n***a gettin' money is all a n***a ever knew
Dope boy, you don't even knew til you see this coupe
He said this sh** here is for me [?]
This sh** is not for you
And the music gon pay off real soon, real soon
That was my ride or die n***a, now rest in peace
I try to keep these n***as off the streets
Not everybody cooks but everybody wanna eat
They wanna piece of mine and I just want my f**in' mind at peace
I know all they tactics I'm just thinkin' past it
I'm thinkin' forwards, n***as thinkin' backwards
If this was '09 and you was talkin' numbers, I was thinkin' plastic
Ayo that sh** was back then, look
[Hook: Bizzy Crook]
I had the blueprint all along I just needed help with structure
I just needed help with structure
Fans flip flights from New Orleans man I wish I used some structure
Man I wish I used some structure
Remember we was talkin' in Orlando so you could bring me structure
I feel like you could bring me structure
Then we hit the club next night ayo you really had me f**ed up
Ayo you really got me f**ed up
[Verse 3: Bizzy Crook]
Young rich n***a can't afford to take a day off
Young big homie on these labels rap radar
Cuz even when its practice, I treat it like the playoffs
I never stress sh**, my n***a let it shake off
On my way to Dallas, textin' Dallas
Slept in Cali now I woke up on the Twitter damn she got the fattest
And now the b**hes been good
But come to think, I don't really f** as much as I could
The pussies like liquor when you out backstages
I mean its always there but I don't always take it
I peep everything I just don't always say sh**
I'm just lookin' for the ones that said that I won't make it
Yup, good look, no hard feelings mothaf**a
[Outro]
And I told you, you ain't hear me on the radio everywhere you go
All your girls bumpin' 84 you can't escape me though
All your girls hit me on the low b**h probably hate me though
I'm just out here gettin' money but you probably hear me though
(Where the f** is structure [x3])